Thou, My Love, Art Fair

Lo, thou, my love, art fair
 My love, art fair
 Myself hath made thee so
 Myself hath made thee so
 Yeah, thou art fair indeed
 Wherefore thou shalt not need
 In beauty to despair
 For I accept thee so
 For fair, fair, fair
 For fair
 For fair, because thine eyes
 Are like the culvers' white
 Are like the culvers' white
 Whose simpleness in deed
 Simpleness in deed
 All others do exceed
 Thy judgement wholly lies
 In true sense of sprite
 Most wise, wise, wise
 Most wise
 Lo, thou, my love, art fair
 My love, art fair
 Thou, my love, art fair
 My love, art fair, art fair
 Lo, thou, my love, art fair
 My love, art fair
 Thou, my love, art fair
 My love, art fair, art fair
 Art fair, art fair
 Fair, fair