The Echoing Green Lyrics

The sun does arise

And make happy the skies


The merry bells ring

To welcome the Spring


The skylark and thrush

The birds of the bush


Sing louder around

To the bells' cheerful sound


While our sports shall be seen

On the echoing green

Echoing Green, Echoing Green


While our sports shall be seen

On the echoing green


Echoing GreenEchoing Green


While our sports shall be seen

On the echoing green

Old John, with white hair

does laugh away care


Sitting under the oak

Among the old folk


They laugh at our play

And soon they all say

Such, such were the joys

When we all, girls and boys


In our youth-time were seen

On the echoing green

Echoing Green, Echoing Green


In our youth-time were seen,

On the echoing green


Echoing Green, Echoing Green


In our youth-time were seen

On the echoing green

Till the little ones weary

Nomore can be merry


The sun does descend

And our sports have an end


Round the laps of their mothers

Many sisters and brothers


Like birds in their nest Are ready for rest


And sport no more seen

On the darkening green

Echoing Green, Echoing Green


And sport no more seen

On the darkening green


Echoing Green, Echoing Green


And sport no more seen

On the darkening green


Such, such were the joys

When we all, girls and boys


In our youth-time were seen

On the echoing green

Adapted from *The Echoing Green* by William Blake