1. Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring; Each in its robes doth gaily appear, The hearts of the children to comfort and cheer.
Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring; Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring.
2. Merry, merry children, gently pray That the happy times which are passing away, Long in your lives may linger and shine, As gems of bright lustre and radiance divine.
Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring; Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring.
3. Merry, merry children, soon the Spring, With her pretty buds and her birds that sing, Clad now in bloom must change her array And then she will grow into bright Summer day.
Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring; Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring.
4. Merry, merry children, Summer’s heat Follows ever after the Spring so sweet; Autumn with sheaves of bright, yellow grain Doth herald the coming of winter again.
Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring; Merry, merry children, sweetly sing Of the happy days that the seasons bring.