(written by Séan McCann)
Hearken to me both high and low
I'll sing for you a song
Of Kings and Queens, and rose-lipped maidens
Courting light foot lads
Now love is grand, when love is new
The heart blood, it runs strong
There's nothing a doting lad won't do
To keep his princess warm
He'll tease her with poems and promises
He'll ask her out to dance
He'll cajole and he'll beg
And he'll always win
In bitter-sweet romance
CHORUS:
For time it comes, and time it goes
It makes the strongest tree to bend
Kings and Queens have no defence
Time brings all things to an end.
But he goes out, with his drinking pals
His eyes begin to roam
He forgets all about the brown-eyed beauty
Who now, sits home alone
There's no more walks, down lover's lane
There's no more wine in the sun
All that's left is a hollow pain
Time, alas you've won
CHORUS
Now all who wish for love to stay
And last your whole life through
Keep ahead of time me boys
And never be untrue
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