文本歌词

When I Was In My Prime - Pentangle
Written by：Trad. arranged by/Bert Jansch/John Renbourn/Terry Cox/Jacqui McShee/Danny Thompson
When I was in my prime
I flourished like a vine
There came along a false young man come stole
The heart of mine
Come stole the heart of mine
The gardenes standing by
He offered he may to me
The paint the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three
The paint's no flower at all
For it fades away to soon
And the violet is too pale a hue I think
I'll wait 'til June
I think I'll wait 'til June
In June the red rose blooms
That's not the flower for me
For think I'll pull the red rose up and plant
A willow tree
And plant a willow tree
And the willow tree shall weep
And the willow tree shall whine
I wish I was in the young man's arms
That stole the heart of mine
That stole the heart of mine
If I spent for one year more
And God should grant me grace
I'll above all of crystal tears
To wash his deceitful face
To wash his deceitful face