Come all you fair and tender ladies

Take warning how you court young men

They're like a star

On a cloudy morning

First they'll appear

And then they're gone



They'll tell you some lovin story

They'll swear to you that their love is true

Straight they'll go on

And they'll court some other

That's the love they have for you



Oh don't you remember our days of courting

You told then that you loved me best

You could make me believe

If I fell out of your arms

That the sun rose in the west



I wish I was some little sparrow

and I had wings and I could fly

I'd fly right by

to my false true lover

when he's talking I'd deny

but I am not some little sparrow

and I've no wings and I can't fly

so stay right here

in my grief and sarrow

and let my times pass me by