Come all ye fair and tender ladies   Take warning how you board young men   They're like a star on summer mornin'    They'll thirst a fear and then they're gone      They'll tell to you some lovin' story   And they make you think that they love you 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 mornin' 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   And fades away like the mornin' dew