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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCome All Ye Fair and Tender Ladies
Come all ye fair and tender ladiesBe careful how you court young menThey're like a star on a summer's morningThey'll first appear and then they're goneThey'll tell you some loving storyThey'll declare to you their love is trueThen they will go and court some otherAnd that's the love they have for youDo you remember our days of courtingWhen your head lay upon my breastYou could make me believe with falling of your armThat the sun rose in the westI wish I was a little sparrowAnd I had wings with which to flyRight over to see my false true-loverAnd when he's talking I'd be nighBut I'm not a little sparrowI have no wings with which to flySo I sit here in grief and sorrowTo weep and pass my troubles byIf I had known before I courtedThat love was such a killing thingI'd a-locked my heart in a box of goldenAnd fastened it up with a silver pin
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