The False True Love

Come in, come in, my old true love

And chat for a while with me

For it's been three quarters of a long year or more

Since I spoke one word to thee

I shan't come in, I shan't sit down

I haven't a moment's time

And since you are engaged with another true love

Then your heart is no longer mine

When you were mine, my old true love

And your head lay on my breast

You could make me believe by the falling of your arms

That the sun rose up in the west

There is many the stars shall jingle in the west

There is many the leaves below

There is many the damn that shall light upon a man

For treating a poor girl so

I wish to the Lord I'd never been born

Or had died when I was young

Then I never would have mourned for my old true love

Nor have courted no other one