I When You And I In The Hills Went Maying, You And I In The Sweet May Weather, The Birds, That Sang On The Boughs Together, There In The Green Of The Woods, Kept Saying All That My Heart Was Saying Low, Love, As Glad As The May'S Glad Glow,-- And Did You Know? When You And I In The Hills Went Maying. Ii There Where The Brook On Its Rocks Went Winking, There By Its Banks Where The May Had Led Us, Flowers, That Bloomed In The Woods And Meadows, Azure And Gold At Our Feet, Kept Thinking All That My Soul Was Thinking There, Love, As Pure As The May'S Pure Air,-- And Did You Care? There Where The Brook On Its Rocks Went Winking. Iii Whatever Befalls Through Fate'S Compelling, Should Our Paths Unite Or Our Pathways Sever, In The Mays To Come I Shall Feel Forever The Wildflowers Thinking, The Wildbirds Telling The Same Fond Love That My Heart Then Knew, Love Unspeakable, Deep And True,-- But What Of You? Whatever Befalls Through Fate'S Compelling.