F#5 Bb5 B5
Come, let me sing into your ear;
Db5 F#5
Those dancing days are gone,
Bb5 B5
All the silk and satin gear;
Db5 Bb5
Crouch upon a stone
Ab5
Wrapping that foul body up
Db5 F#5
In as foul a rag:
Bb5 Ab5 \
I carry the sun in a golden cup \ 2x
Db5 F#5 /
The moon in a silver bag. /
Repete a mesma seqüência de notas nas duas estrofes abaixo:
( F#5 Bb5 B5 Db5 F#5 Bb5 B5 Db5 Bb5 Ab5 Db5 F#5 Bb5 Ab5 Db5 F#5 )
Curse as you may I sing it through;
What matter if the knave
That the most could pleasure you,
The children that he gave,
Are somewhere sleeping like a top
Under a marble flag?
I carry the sun in a golden cup \ 2x
The moon in a silver bag. /
(Come let me sing into your ear)
I thought it out this very day,
Noon upon the clock,
(All that silk and satin gear)
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
may sing, and sing until he drop
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup
The moon in a silver bag...