Lyric Tiny Sparrow

Come all ye fair and tender ladies,
Take warning how you court your men.
They re like the stars on a summer s mornin
First they ll appear and then they re gone.

If I had known before I courted
what all his lyin would have done
I d have locked my heart in a box of golden
and never would have courted none.

I wish I were a tiny sparrow
and I had wings and I could fly.
I d fly away to my own true lover
and all he d ask I would deny.

Alas I m not a tiny sparrow
I have not wings nor can I fly
And on this earth in grief and sorrow
I am bound until I die.

Come all ye fair and tender ladies
Take warning how you court your men.
They re like the stars on a summer s mornin
First they ll appear and then they re gone.