o come all ye young and fair and those who are in love i ll tell to you the many joys of love from your first to your last love is bittersweet and sad love is gentle love is strong and love is kind as we ramble by day through this lonely life we stray it s sweeter to have loved along the way like the dew upon the rose or the fairy wind that blows as we wander through life s misty foggy dew like the stream that s rushing wild or the mischief of the child or the gentle river slowly passing by love is deeper than the seas and is taller than the trees and brighter than the stars up in the sky as we ramble by day through this lonely life we stray it s sweeter to have loved along the way like the dew upon the rose or the fairy wind that blows as we wander through life s misty foggy dew sometimes love i have won and sometimes i have lost but far better to have love than not at all there s a love that can be false that goes gnawing at your heart or true love that is sweeter than the rose as we ramble by day through this lonely life we stray it s sweeter to have loved along the way like the dew upon the rose or the fairy wind that blows as we wander through life s misty foggy dew