Brave Wolfe Lyrics & Chords By The Boston Camerata

George Collins walked out one May morning When May was all in bloom. 'Twas there he beheld a pretty fair maid She was washing her white marble stone. She whooped, she...read more

A maid walked out one day, one day She met an aged man by the way. His head was bald, his beard was grey, His clothing made of the cold earthen clay, His clothing made of the cold...read more

Bytwene Mersh and Averil, When spray biginneth to springe, The lutel foul hath hire wyl On hire lud to singe. Ich libbe in love-longinge For semlokest of alle thinge. Heo may me...read more

Wynter wakeneth al me care, Nou this leves waxeth bare; Ofte y sike and mourne sare When hit cometh in my thoht Of this worldes joie hou hit geth al to noht. Nou hit is, and nou...read more

I have a yong suster Fer biyonde the see; Peri meri dictum domine Manye be the druries That she sente me. Partum quartum pare dicentem, Peri meri dictum domine She sente me...read more