Cara Dillon False False
False, false have you been to me my love
How often have you changed your mind?
But since you've gone and left me, for another fair one,
I'm afraid you are no more mine
But I would climb a tree that is too high for me
Asking fruit where there weren't any growing
I was lifting warm water from beneath the cold clay
And against the stream I was rowing
False, false have you been to me my love
How often will you change your mind?
But since you've gone and left me, for another fair one,
I'm afraid you are no more mine
Ah but I would climb a tree that is too high for me
And I'll herry a white snowflake's nest
And down I will fall without any fear
To the arms that love me the best
False, false have you been to me my love
How often will you change your mind?
But since you've gone and left me, for another fair one,
I'm afraid you are no more mine
