One April Morning

It was one April morning just as the sun was rising,
It was one April morning, I heard the small birds sing.
They were singing Lovely Nancy, for love it is a fancy,
And sweet were the notes that I heard the small birds sing.

Young men are false, young men they are deceitful;
Young men are false, and seldom can prove true.
With their rambling and their ranging,
And their minds they're always changing,
And they're always looking out for
Some other girl that's new.

Oh, if I had but my own heart in keeping,
Oh, if I had my own heart back again.
Safe in my bosom, I would lock it up forever,
And it would wander never, so far from me again.

Why do you spend all your long time in courting?
Why do you spend all your long time in vain?
For I don't intend to marry, I'd rather longer tarry,
So, young men, don't you spend all your long time in vain.

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