Queen of May recorded by Nancy Thym...

The winter has gone and the summer is come
and the weasther looks pleasant and gay
I met a fair maiden so sweetly sang she
Her lips like the blossoms of may.

I said, fair maiden, can I go with you
to the meadows to gather some may
but she said t me I would rather refuse
For I fear you will lead me astray...

etc.

I must learn the rest of the words so I can sing this at the Singers' Club this Wednesday...