[Verse 1] May I make my fond excuses For the lateness of the hour But we accept your invitation, and we bring you Beltane's flower For the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track And those who ancient lines did lay Will heed the song that calls them back [Chorus] Pa** the word and pa** the lady, pa** the plate to all who hunger Pa** the wit of ancient wisdom, pa** the cup of crimson wonder [Verse 2] Ask the Green Man where he comes from, ask the cup that fills with red Ask the old grey standing stones that show the sun it's way to bed Question all as to their ways And learn the secrets that they hold Walk the lines of nature's palm Crossed with silver and with gold [Chorus] [Verse 3] Join in black December's sadness Lie in August's welcome corn Stir the cup that's ever-filling With the blood of all that's born But the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track And those who ancient lines did lay Will heed this song that calls them back [Chorus]