She's Like The Swallow That Flies So High

She's Like The River That Never Runs Dry

She's Like The Sunshine On The Lee Shore

She Loves Her Love And Love Is No More



'Tis Out In The Meadow This Fair Maid Did Go

Picking The Lovely Primrose

The More She Plucked The More She Pulled

Until She's Got Her Apron Full



She Climbed On Yonder Hill Above

To Give A Rose Unto Her Love

She Gave Him One, She Gave Him Three

She Gave Her Heart For Company



And As They Sat On Yonder Hill

His Heart Grew Hard, So Harder Still

He Has Two Hearts Instead Of One

She Says, Young Man What Have You Done



How Foolish, Foolish You Must Be

To Think I Loved No One But Thee

This World's Not Made For One Alone

I Take Delight In Everyone