When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.’
But I was one-and-twenty
No use to talk to me.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
‘The heart out of the bosom
was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a-plenty
And sold for endless rue.’
And I am two-and-twenty
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.
