If I fle out tomorowe
Woldest thow yet remembre me?
For I moot nou forthward faren
Ther been to many places whiche I wil now see
But if I byde her with thee, may
All this moste ffor us chaunge
For I am as fre as a bird now
And this bird thou mayst nat chaunge
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
And the bird thou mayst nat chaunge
And this bird thou mayst nat chaunge
God woot, I ne chaunge
God be with thee, it was a swete loue, ye, ye