Come all you 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 they make you think they love you well
And 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 false true lover
Whose cheeks are like the morning pink
Oh love is handsome, love is charming
Love is pretty while it's new
Love grows cold as love grows old
And fades away like morning dew
Come all you 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 first appear and then they're gone
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