As I went walking On a summer day I spied a young girl This is what she did say: "All of the things that are under the sun Will be changed when I am gone Green was the holly White was the dove All of my days I live for my love Green was the holly White was the dove Under the sun there Lives one less love All of the joys that we once had All of the days both good and bad All of the things that are Under the sun Will be changed When I an gone Please let them be changed Because I am gone"