Dudley Saunders - My Prime lyrics

When I was in my prime I flourished like a vine I came upon a false young man who stole the heart of mine In June the red rose bloomed that's not the flower for me for I would pluck that red rose off and plant me a willow tree and that willow tree shall weep and that willow tree shall whine I wish I was in that young man's arms who stole the heart of mine if I'm spared for one year more and God should grant me grace I'll weep a bowl of crystal tears to wash his deceitful face