The Ace Of Sorrow

To the queen of hearts

is the ace of sorrow,

he's here today,

he's gone tomorrow,

Young mem are plenty

but sweet~ hearts few,

If my love leaves me,

what shall I do ?

Had I the store in

yonder mountain,

where gold and silver

is there

for countin'

I could not count

for thought of thee.

My eyes so full

I could not see.

I love my father,

I love my mother,

I love my sister,

I love my brother,

I love my friends

and neighbours too.

I'll for sake them all

and go with you