I Would Not Die At All - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
I WOULD NOT DIE AT ALL. Tune- "I Would Not Die in Spring Time." 
I would not die in Spring time, When worms begin to crawl; When cabbage plants are shooting up. And frogs begin to squall. 'Tis then the girls are full of charms And smile upon the men; When lambs and peas are in their prime, I would not perish then. 
I would not die in Summer, When trees are filled with fruit, And every sportsman has a gun The little birds to shoot. The girls then wear the bloomer drew, And half distract the men; It is the time to sweat it out, I would not perish then. 
I would not die in Autumn, When new-mown hay smells sweet, And little pigs are rooting 'round For something nice to eat. 'Tis then the huntsman's wild haloo Is heard along the glen; And oysters 'gin to fatten up, I would not perish then. 
I would not die in Winter, For one might freeze to death; When blustering boreas sweeps around And takes away one's breath. When sleigh bells jingle, horses snort, And buckwheat cakes are tall; In fact, this is a right good world, I would not die at all.