I would be one with the dark, dark earth:--
Follow the plough with a yokel tread.
I would be part of the Indian corn,
Walking the rows with the plumes o'erhead.

English Song Lyrics - March

I wish it was Sunday

The Bangles

Six o'clock already,
I was just in the middle of a dream.
I was kissin' Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian stream.
But I can't be late,
'Cause then I guess I just won't get paid.
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made.

Ironic

Alanis Morissette

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day.
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay.
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late.
And isn't it ironic... don't you think?

LOVE is the blossom where there blows
Every thing that lives or grows:
Love doth make the Heav'ns to move,
And the Sun doth burn in love:
Love the strong and weak doth yoke,
And makes the ivy climb the oak,
Under whose shadows lions wild,
Soften'd by love, grow tame and mild:
Love no med'cine can appease,
He burns the fishes in the seas:

Here we come a-wassailing

Traditional

Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wassailing
So fair as to be seen.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too you.
Praise God and send you
A Happy New Year,
A Happy New Year.
A Happy New Year.
Praise God and send you
A Happy New Year.