Anthea Feaver

Lyrics

Come all ye fair and tender maidens
Take warning how you court your men
They’re like a star on a summer’s morning
That first appears, and then is gone

I wish I’d known before I courted
I never would have courted none
I’d have locked my heart in a box of golden
All fastened up with silver string

I wish I were a little sparrow
And I had wings and I could fly
I’d fly straight to my false true lover
And when he’d speak, I would deny

But I am not a little sparrow
I have no wings, neither can I fly
So I’ll stay here to weep in sorrow
And try to pass my troubles by

Do you remember when first we courted
And your head lay upon my breast
You could make me believe by the falling of your arm
That the sun rose in the west

Come all ye fair and tender maidens
Take warning how you court your men
They’re like a star on a summer’s morning
That first appears, and then is gone