Tiny Sparrow

彼得、保罗与玛丽三重唱)

Come all ye fair

And tender ladies

Take warning

How you court your men

They're like the stars

On a summer's mornin'

First they'll appear

And then they're gone

If I had known

Before I courted

What all his lyin' could have done

I'd have locked my heart

In a box of golden

And never would have courted none

I wish I were a tiny sparrow

And I had wings and I could fly

I'd fly away to my own true lover

And all he'd ask I would deny

Alas I'm not a tiny sparrow

I have not wings nor can I fly

And on this earth

In grief and sorrow

I am bound until I die

Come all ye fair

And tender ladies

Take warnin'

How you court your men

They're like the stars

On a summer's mornin'

First they'll appear

And then they're gone