Credits
Lyrics
Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride
"All men are false," so says my mother
"They'll tell you wicked, and sinful lies
And the very next day, they'll court another
Leave you alone to pine and sigh"
Go court another fair, young maiden
And hope that she will be your wife
For I've been warned, and I've decided
To sleep alone all of my life
Written by: Andrea Simpson, Lois Wilkinson
