I Gave Her Cakes

I gave her cakes and I gave her ale,
I gave her sack and sherry;
I kiss’d her once and I kiss’d her twice,
And we were wondrous merry.

I gave her beads and bracelets fine,
I gave her gold down derry.
I kiss’d her once and I kiss’d her twice,
And we were wondrous merry.

Merry my heart, merry my cocks, merry my sprites
Merry merry merry, merry merry, my hey down derry.
I thought she was afear'd till she strok’d my beard
And we were wondrous merry.

Catch
Henry Purcell
Edited by Michael Nyman