midnight
I will not play with you -- This is no ball ! We are too old to be playing at ball . Toss me the golden sun , laughing maid , lovely maid , Lovely maid , laughing maid , toss me the sun ! I 'll wheel it , I 'll whirl it , I 'll twist it and twirl it Till cocks crow at midnight and day breaks at one . Boy , I 'll not sport with you ! Boy , to be short with you , This is no sun ! We are too young to play tricks with the sun .