(Kevin McDermott, Tenor; Ralph Richey, Pianist)
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Bid adieu to girlish days.
Happy Love is come to woo
Thee and woo thy girlish ways.
The zone that doth become thee fair,
The snood upon thy yellow hair.
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Adieu to girlish days.
When thou hast heard his name upon
The bugles of the cherubim
Begin thou softly to unzone
Thy maiden bosom unto him.
And softly to undo the snood
That is the sign of maidenhood.
Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Adieu to girlish days.
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