The Snows - Pentangle

The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing

And the corn it ripens faster when the frosts are settlin' in

And when a woman tells me that my face she’ll soon forget

Before we part I’ll wage a corn she’s fain to follow it yet

For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing

And the swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring

But when spring goes and winter blows my love she will be fain

For all her pride to follow me across the stormy 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

And I’ve seen a woman’s anger melt between the nicht and morn

So it’s surely not a harder thing to melt a woman’s scorn

So dont' you bid me farewell now no farewell I’ll receive

But you must lie with me my lass then kiss and take your leave

And I’ll wait here till the woodcock calls and the martin takes the wing

For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing