01 - Those dancing days are gone

[00:02.93] Come, let me sing into your ear
[00:07.16] Those dancing days are gone
[00:10.15] All that silk and satin gear
[00:13.56] Crouch upon a stone
[00:16.00] Wrapping that foul body up
[00:19.46] In as foul a rag
[00:21.71] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[00:25.50] The moon in a silver bag
[00:27.47] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[00:31.58] The moon in a silver bag
[00:36.47] Curse as you may I sing it through
[00:40.63] What matter if the knave
[00:43.52] That the most could pleasure you
[00:46.68] The children that he gave
[00:49.36] Somewhere sleeping like a top
[00:52.74] Under a marble flag
[00:55.16] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[00:58.71] The moon in a silver bag
[01:01.26] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[01:04.88] The moon in a silver bag
[01:09.36] Come, let me sing into your ear
[01:12.56] I thought it out this very day
[01:14.63] Noon upon the clock
[01:16.14] All that silk and satin gear
[01:18.81] A man may put pretense away
[01:20.69] Who leans upon a stick
[01:22.34] May sing and sing until he drop
[01:25.99] Whether to maid or hag
[01:28.34] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[01:32.08] The moon in a silver bag
[01:34.41] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[01:38.17] The moon in a silver bag
[01:42.48]
[02:03.75] Come, let me sing into your ear
[02:08.07] Those dancing days are gone
[02:12.14]
[02:16.33] All that silk and satin gear
[02:20.66] Crouch upon a stone
[02:24.41]
[02:28.44] Wrapping that foul body up
[02:32.53] In as foul a rag
[02:36.28]
[02:40.75] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[02:44.70] The moon in a silver bag
[02:46.49]