Oh love is teasing and love is pleasingnand love's a treasure when first it's new,nbut as love grows older, at length grows coldernand fades away like the morning dew.nnI left my mother and I left my fathernI left my brothers and my sisters too.nI left my home and my fond relationsnI left them all for the love of you.nnNow if I had known before I courtednthat love would be so hard to holdnI'd have locked my heart in a box of silvernand bound it fast with a key of gold. nnOh love is teasing and love is pleasingnand love's a treasure when first it's new,nbut as love grows older, at length grows coldernand fades away like the morning dew.