The Snows They Melt The Soonest

The snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
 The corn, it ripens fastest as the frosts are settling in
 And when a young man tells me that my face he'll soon forget
 Before we part, I'll wage a bet he'll be fain to follow it yet
 The snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
 The swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring
 When springtime goes and winter blows, my lad, and you'll be fain
 With all your pride to follow me across the stormy main
 The snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
 The bee that flew in summertime, in winter it will not sting
 Seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn
 It's surely not a harder thing to melt a woman's scorn
 So never bid me farewell, for no farewell I'll receive
 You will lie with me, my love, and kiss and take your leave
 I'll wait here 'til the woodcock calls, and the marten takes its wing
 For the snows, they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
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