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C ome all ye f air and t ender l adies
Take warning h ow you c ourt your m en.
They're like the s tars on a s ummer's m orni n'
First they'll app ear and t hen they're g one.
I f I had k nown bef ore I c ourted
What all his l yin' c ould have d one
I'd have locked my h eart in a b ox of g olde n
And never w ould have c ourted n one.
I wish I w ere a t iny s parrow
And I had w ings and I could f ly.
I'd fly aw ay to my o wn true l over
And all he'd a sk I w ould den y.
Al as I'm n ot a t iny s parrow
I have not w ings nor c an I f ly
And on this e arth in g rief and s orro w
I am bound unt il I die.
C ome all ye f air and t ender l adies
Take warning h ow you c ourt your m en.
They're like the s tars on a s ummer's m orni n'
First they'll app ear and t hen they're g one.