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Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in
And when a young man tells me that my face he'll soon forget
Before we part, I'll tell him now, he'll be sure to follow yet

Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The swallow skims without a thought as long as it is spring
But when spring goes and winter blows my love and you'll be fain
For all your pride to follow me, were it across the stormy main

And the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
The bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sing
I've seen a young man's anger melt between the night and morn
And it's surely not a harder thing to tame a young man's scorn

So never say me farewell here, no farewell I'll receive
For you will set me to the stile, and kiss and take your leave
And I'll stay here till the woodcock comes and the martlet starts to sing
For the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing