1 Lo! the glad May morn with her rosy light is breaking,
Over hill and mountain so fair;
And the forest leaves from their winter sleep are waking,
mirth and music floats in the air.

Chorus:
Then away, away, away, then away, away, away,
An a-Maying we will gaily go!
Then away, away, away, then away, away, away,
Thro' the woodland we will gladly roam.

2 O'er the rustic wild where the gentle winds are blowing,
We will roam with pleasure today;
On the mossy bank where the crystal brook is flowing,
We will crown our queen of the May. [Chorus]

3 Oh, the glad May morn, like a friend she comes to greet us,
With her brow all covered with flow'rs;
And she calls the birds with their merry songs to meet us,
And the joyous bright May day hours. [Chorus]