[03:46.00]The Snows - Pentangle
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[03:46.00]The snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing
[03:46.00]And the corn it ripens faster when the frosts are settlin' in
[03:46.00]And when a woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget
[03:46.00]Before we part I'll wage a corn she's fain to follow it yet
[03:46.00]For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
[03:46.00]And the swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring
[03:46.00]But when spring goes and winter blows my love she will be fain
[03:46.00]For all her pride to follow me across the stormy main
[03:46.00]For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing
[03:46.00]And the bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sting
[03:46.00]And I've seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn
[03:46.00]So it's surely not a harder thing to melt a woman's scorn
[03:46.00]So dont' you bid me farewell now no farewell I'll receive
[03:46.00]But you must lie with my lass then kiss and take your leave
[03:46.00]And I'll wait here till the woodcock calls and the martin takes the wing
[03:46.00]For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing