Classic Poem

When I was young, love, and in full blossom
All young men then came surrounding me.
When I was young, love, and well-behaved,
A false young man came a-courting me.

So love it is pleasing, love it is teasing
And love is a treasure when first it's new,
But as it grows older it still grows colder
And fades away like the morning dew.

I left my father, I left my mother,
I left my brothers and sisters too,
I left my home and my kind relations,
Forsaked them all for the love of you.

So girls beware of your false young lovers,
Never mind what a young man say.
He's like a star on a foggy morning,
You think he's near when he's far away.

I never thought my love would leave me
Until one morning when he came in,
He drew a chair and sat down beside me
And then my troubles oh they did begin.