Love Is Pleasing - The Dubliners, Luke Kelly

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain

I wish, I wish I was a youth again

But a youth again I can never be

Till apples grow on an ivy tree

I left-a me father, I left-a me mother

I left all me sisters and brothers too

I left all me friends and me own religion

I left them all for to follow you

But the sweetest apple is the soonest rotten

And the hottest love is the soonest cold

And what can’t be cured love has to be endured love

And now I am bound for Americay

Oh love is pleasin' and love is teasin'

And love is a pleasure when first it’s new

But as it grows older, sure the love grows colder

And it fades away like the morning dew

And love and porter makes a young man older

And love and whiskey makes him old and grey

And what can’t be cured love has to be endured love

And now I am bound for Americay