Fair & Tender Ladies

Come all ye fair and tender ladies

Take a warning how you court young men

They’re like a star on a summer’s morning

They first appear and then they’re gone.

 

They’ll tell to you some loving story

And then declare they love you well

Then away they’ll go to court some other

and leave you here in grief to dwell.

 

I wish I was some little sparrow

One of those that fly so high

I’d fly away to my false lover

And when he’d speak I would deny.

 

Love is handsome and love is charming

Love’s beauty while it’s new

But love grows old and love grows colder

And fades away like morning dew.