i wish i wish i wish in vain i wish i wish i was a youth again but a youth again i can never be till apples grow on an ivy tree i left a me father i left a me mother i left all me sisters and brothers too i left all me friends and me own religion i left them all for to follow you but the sweetest apple is the soonest rotten and the hottest love is the soonest cold and what can t be cured love has to be endured love and now i am bound for americay oh love is pleasin and love is teasin and love is a pleasure when first it s new but as it grows older sure the love grows colder and it fades away like the morning dew and love and porter makes a young man older and love and whiskey makes him old and grey and what can t be cured love has to be endured love and now i am bound for americay