The living day

 Give me, let me take

Or give in the taking,

Let me live in the winning light

And during the dying dark of shade

Let me lay, waylaid, newly made

In the hay,

Let me live, in the living day

Hold my light in the bushel

Far from where the wolves whistle and bay

For my blood, oh let me love

Let me love in the living day

And all the houses are swaying, and the ponies neigh

And the Mouses are playing down in Mousel bay

So let me live, let me love, lord let me die and let me play

Let me make love,

Let me make love in the living day