The Whyle
Lyrics
Alas, alas, the while thout I on no gile
So have I good chaunce alas, alas, the while
That ever I coude daunce
Lad I the daunce a missomer day
I made smale trippes, soth fore to say
Jak, oure haly water clerk, com be the way
And he lokede me upon he thout I was gay-
Thout I on no gile
Alas, alas, the while thout I on no gile
So have I good chaunce alas, alas, the while
That ever I coude daunce
Jak, ic wot priyede in my faire face
He thout me full worly, so have I good grace
As we turnden oure daunce in a narrowe place
Jak bed me the mouth, a kussinge ther was-
Thout I on no gile
Alas, alas, the while thout I on no gile
So have I good chaunce alas, alas, the while
That ever I coude daunce
Writer(s): PHILLIPP GROTH, MICHAEL POPP
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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