Tomorrow shall be my dancing day:
I would my [bad word] love did so chance
To see the legend of my play,
To call my [bad word] love to my dance:

Sing O my love, O my love, my love, my love;
This have I done for my [bad word] love.

Then was I born of a virgin pure
O her I took fleshly substance;
Thus was I knit to man's nature,
To call my [bad word] love to my dance:

Sing O my love, O my love, my love, my love;
This have I done for my [bad word] love.

In a manger laid and wrapped I was,
So very poor this was my chance,
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor [bad word] 
To call my [bad word] love to my dance:

Sing O my love, O my love, my love, my love;
This have I done for my [bad word] love.

The afterwards baptized I was;
The Holy Ghost on me did glance,
My Father's voice heard from above,
To call my [bad word] love to my dance:

Sing O my love, O my love, my love, my love;
This have I done for my [bad word] love.