Bob Dylan - Come All Ye Fair and Tender Ladies lyrics

Come all ye fair and tender ladies Be careful how you court young men They're like a star on a summer's morning They'll first appear and then they're gone They'll tell you some loving story They'll declare to you their love is true Then they will go and court some other And that's the love they have for you Do you remember our days of courting When your head lay upon my breast You could make me believe with falling of your arm That the sun rose in the West I wish I was a little sparrow And I had wings with which to fly Right over to see my false true-lover And when he's talking I'd be nigh But I'm not a little sparrow I have no wings with which to fly So I sit here in grief and sorrow To weep and pa** my troubles by If I had known before I courted That love was such a k**ing thing I'd a-locked my heart in a box of golden And fastened it up with a silver pin