Oh love is pleasin' and love is teasin'
And love is a pleasure when first it's new
But as it grows older the love grows colder
Till it fades away like the morning dew

I wish I wish Oh I wish in vain
I wish I were a youth again
But a youth again I will never be
Till apples grow on an ivy tree

I left my father I left my mother
I left all my brothers and sisters too
I left my friends and my own relations
I left them all for to follow you

But the sweetest apple is the soonest rotten
And the warmest love is the soonest cold
And what can't be cured love has to be endured love
So come with me ere we grow too old

And love and porter make a young man older
And love and whiskey make him old and grey
And what can't be cured love has to be endured love
And now I am bound for Americay