I never thought that my love would leave me   Until that morning when he stepped in   He sat down and I sat beside him   And then our troubles they did begin      Oh love is pleasing and love is teasing   And love is a pleasure when first it's new   But love grows older and grows quite colder   And it fades away like the morning dew      There is an alehouse in yon town   And there my love goes and he sits down   He takes a strange girl upon his knee   And tells her what he once told me      I wish my father had never whistled   I wish my mother had never sung   I wish the cradle had never rocked me   I wish I'd died, love, when I was young