Sweetheart, be my sweetheart br When birds are on the wing, br When bee and bud and babbling flood br Bespeak the birth of spring, br Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart br And wear this posy-ring! br br Sweetheart, be my sweetheart br In the mellow golden glow br Of earth aflush with the gracious blush br Which the ripening fields foreshow; br Dear sweetheart, be my sweetheart, br As into the noon we go! br br Sweetheart, be my sweetheart br When falls the bounteous year, br When fruit and wine of tree and vine br Give us their harvest cheer; br Oh, sweetheart, be my sweetheart, br For winter it draweth near.