F#5          Bb5              B5
Come, let me sing into your ear;
       Db5               F#5
Those dancing days are gone,
        Bb5             B5
All the silk and satin gear;
Db5             Bb5
Crouch upon a stone
                     Ab5
Wrapping that foul body up
      Db5      F#5
In as foul a rag:
            Bb5             Ab5  \
I carry the sun in a golden cup   \ 2x
    Db5               F#5           /  
The moon in a silver bag.        /

Repete a mesma seq??ncia de notas nas duas estrofes abaixo:
( F#5 Bb5 B5 Db5 F#5 Bb5 B5 Db5 Bb5 Ab5 Db5 F#5 Bb5 Ab5 Db5 F#5 )    

Curse as you may I sing it through;
What matter if the knave
That the most could pleasure you,
The children that he gave,
Are somewhere sleeping like a top
Under a marble flag?
I carry the sun in a golden cup \ 2x
The moon in a silver bag.       /

(Come let me sing into your ear)
I thought it out this very day,
Noon upon the clock,
(All that silk and satin gear)
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
may sing, and sing until he drop
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup 
The moon in a silver bag...