Lyrics: Martin Simpson/Thomm Jutz/Cara Dillon
Music: Martin Simpson/Thomm Jutz/Cara Dillon
Come all ye fair and tender ladies
Take warning how you court your men
They're like a star on a summer morning
They first appear and then they're gone
They'll tell to you some pleasing story
Declare to you they love you well
Then they'll go and court them another
And that's the love they have for you
I once did meet a fair true lover
A true one, too, I took him to be
And he went away and found him another
And that's the love he had for me
O that I were a little swallow
Or had I wings that I could fly
Then away after my true love I'd follow
And tell him off for deceiving me
I hope there is a day that's coming
When love shall put an end to me
I hope there is a place of torment
To secure my love for deceiving me
If I had known before I courted
I would have never courted none
I'd locked my heart in a box of golden
And fastened it up with a silver pin