Come All Ye Fair And Tender Ladies - The Chieftains, Pistol Annies

Come all ye fair and tender ladies

Take warning how you court young men

They’re like a star on summer morning

They first appear and then they’re gone

They’ll tell to you some loving story

And make you think they love you so well

Then away they’ll go and court some other

And leave you there in grief to dwell

I wish I was on some tall mountain

Where the ivy rocks are black as ink

I’d write a letter to my lost true lover

Whose cheeks are like the morning pink

For love is handsome, love is charming

And love is pretty while it’s new

But love grows cold as love grows old

And fades away like the mornin' dew

And fades away like the mornin' dew