The snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing
The corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are settlin in
And when the woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget
Before we part I'll wage a croun, she's fain to follow yet
And the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring
But when spring goes and winter blows my love then you'll be fain
For all your pride to follow me across the ragin main
The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sting
I've seen the woman's anger melt between the night and the morn
So it's surely not a harder thing to melt a woman's scorn
So don't you bid me farewell here, no farewell I'll receive,
For you will lie with me my lass then kiss and take your leave
And I'll wait here 'til the moorcock calls and the martin takes the wing
For the snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing.