Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you board young men They're like a star on summer mornin' They'll thirst a fear and then they're gone
They'll tell to you some lovin' story And they make you think that they love you well Then away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell
I wish i was on some tall mountain Where the ivy rocks are black as ink I'd write a letter to my lost true lover Whose cheeks are like the mornin' pink
For love is handsome, love is charming And love is pretty while it's new But love grows cold as love grows old And fades away like the mornin' dew And fades away like the mornin' dew And fades away like the mornin' dew
