love is teasin

Marianne Faithfull

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I were a maid again
But a maid again I can never be
Until apples grow on an ivy tree
For love it is pleasin and love is teasin
And love is a treasure when first it s new
But as love grows older, then love grows colder
And it fades away like the morning dew
There is a little house into town
And there my love, he sits him down
He takes a strange girl on his knee
And he tells her things that he wants to be
For love and water make younger older
And love and whiskey make her old and grey
And what cannot be cured, love, must be endured, love
And now I am bound for America
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
As life grows older sure love grows older
And it fades away like the morning dew