Oh Ring The Bells


Oh, ring the bells! Oh, ring the bells!
We bid you, sirs, good morning;
Give thanks, we pray—our flowers are gay,
And fair for your adorning.

Oh, ring the bells! Oh, ring the bells!
Good sirs, accept our greeting;
Where we have been the woods are green,
So, hey, for our next meeting.

Then ring the bells! Then ring the bells!
For this fair time of Maying;
Our blooms we bring ,and while we sing,
Oh, hark to what we’re saying.

Oh, ring the bells! Oh ring the bells!
We’ll sing a song with any;
And may each year bring you good cheer
And each of us a penny.