Those Dancing Days Are Gone

[00:02.13] Come, let me sing into your ear
[00:06.45] Those dancing days are gone
[00:09.20] All that silk and satin gear
[00:12.41] Crouch upon a stone
[00:15.24] Wrapping that foul body up
[00:18.40] In as foul a rag
[00:21.34] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[00:24.42] The moon in a silver bag
[00:27.57] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[00:30.41] The moon in a silver bag
[00:33.53] Curse as you may I sing it through
[00:39.62] What matter if the knave
[00:42.63] That the most could pleasure you
[00:45.81] The children that he gave
[00:48.64] Somewhere sleeping like a top
[00:51.88] Under a marble flag
[00:54.70] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[00:57.78] The moon in a silver bag
[01:01.08] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[01:03.85] The moon in a silver bag
[01:07.04] Come, let me sing into your ear
[01:12.19] I thought it out this very day
[01:13.95] Noon upon the clock
[01:15.22] All that silk and satin gear
[01:18.19] A man may put pretense away
[01:20.25] Who leans upon a stick
[01:21.12] May sing and sing until he drop
[01:25.62] Whether to maid or hag
[01:28.24] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[01:31.18] The moon in a silver bag
[01:34.34] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[01:37.38] The moon in a silver bag
[01:40.34] Come, let me sing into your ear
[02:06.44] Those dancing days are gone
[02:10.49] All that silk and satin gear
[02:18.49] Crouch upon a stone
[02:22.65] Wrapping that foul body up
[02:31.04] In as foul a rag
[02:34.71] I carry the sun in a golden cup
[02:43.43] The moon in a silver bag
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