In all this warld nis a meriar life
Than is a young man withouten a wife;
For he may liven with outen strife
In every place where so he go

In every place he is loved over all
Among the maidens grete and small
In dauncing, in piping, and renning at the ball
In every place where so he go

Then sey maidens, "Farewell, Jacke!
Thy love is pressed all in thy pake;
Thou berest thy love behind thy back,"
In every place where so he go