Tomorrow shall be my dancing day,
I would my true love did so chance
to see the legend of my play,
to call my true love to the dance
'Sing O my love, O my love,
This have I done for my true love.'

Then was I born of a virgin pure,
of her I took fleshly substance.
Thus was I knit to man's nature,
To call my true love to the dance.

In a manger laid and wrapped I was,
so very poor this was my chance,
betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass,
to call my true love to the dance.