i never thought that my love would leave me until that morning when he stepped in he sat down and i sat beside him and then our troubles they did begin oh love is pleasing and love is teasing and love is a pleasure when first it s new but love grows older and grows quite colder and it fades away like the morning dew there is an alehouse in yon town and there my love goes and he sits down he takes a strange girl upon his knee and tells her what he once told me i wish my father had never whistled i wish my mother had never sung i wish the cradle had never rocked me i wish i d died love when i was young