Oh mistress mind, where are you roaming?
who stay in here, your true love is coming
that can't sing both high and low
trip no further for the sweeting
journeys and then love as meeting
every wise man son that know.

What is love, tears not hear after
present mirth as present laughter
watched you come and still unsure
in the late then lies no plenty
then come kiss me sweet and twenty
use the staff will not injure.

Oh mistress mind, where are you roaming
oh mistress mind, where are you roaming
Oh mistress mind, where are you roaming