The Sprig of Thyme (Version for Choir & Chamber Orchestra): No. 1, The Bold Grenadier

As I was a-walking one morning in May, I spied a young couple a-making of hay. O one was a fair maid and her beauty shone clear, And the other was a soldier, a bold grennadier. "Good morning, good morning, good morning," said he, "O where are you going, my pretty lady?" "I"m going a-walking by the clear crystal stream, To see cool waters glide and hear nightingales sing." "O soldier, O soldier, will you marry me?" "Oh, no my sweet lady, that never can be: For I've got a wife at home in my own country; Two wives and the army's too many for me." As I was a-walking one morning in May, I spied a young couple a-making of hay. O one was a fair maid and her beauty shone clear, And the other was a soldier, a bold grennadier.