Maura O'Connell
Maura O'Connell - Unconstant Lover lyrics
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Oh it's meetings a pleasure and it's parting a grieve And an unconstant lover is worse not a thief For the thief he will rob you and just steal what you have But an unconstant lover will follow you to your grave For the thief he will rob you and just steal what you have But an unconstant lover will follow you to your grave Oh they'll buy you fine trinkets, fine garments and flowers And they'll call in at tea-time to pay their devours They'll swear that they love you by the light of the moon And propose marriage? No, sherry cobblers at Taylor's Saloon. 'Cause evenings you spend at the old fellows' club At the officer's store he was kept, he'll pretend And so he was too, drinking rum with a friend At the officer's store he was kept, he'll pretend And so he was too, drinking rum with a friend But fortunes are false and a fickle young day And it's worse than bad luck for to die an old maid And the best of all blessings we can meet in this life Is a kind, loving husband and a good-tempered wife And the best of all blessings we can meet in this life Is a kind, loving husband and a good-tempered wife