Come all ye fair and tender ladies Take warning how you court young men They're like a star on a summer morning They first appear and then they're gone
They'll tell to you some loving story And make you think that they love you so well Then away they'll go and court some other And leave you there in grief to dwell [ ac.guitar ] I wish I was on some tall mountain Where the ivy rock is black as ink I'd write a letter to my own true lover Whose cheeks are like the morning pink
Oh love is fair love is charming And love is pretty while it's new But love grows cold as love grows older And fades away like morning dew And fades away like morning dewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
