False False - Pauline Scanlon

False, false have you been to me, my love,

Oh, when did you change your mind?

Since you gave your love to a raven beauty fair

I’m afraid that you’re no longer mine.

I was climbing to a tree that was too high for me,

Asking for fruit where there weren’t any grew.

I’ve been lifting warm water out beneath cold clay

And against the tide I was rowing.

False, false have you been to me, my love,

Oh, when did you change your mind?

Since you gave your love to a raven beauty fair

I’m afraid that you’re no longer mine

But I mean to climb up some tall, tall tree

And harry a white snowflake’s nest,

And down shall I fall, ay, without any fear

To the arms that love me best.

False, false have you been to me, my love,

Oh, when did you change your mind?

Since you gave your love to a raven beauty fair

I’m afraid that you’re no longer mine.

not mine, not mine,

you’re not mine, not mine not mine, you’re not mine, not mine,

not mine, you’re not mine, not mine, not mine, you’re not mine,

not mine, not mine, you’re not mine, not mine, not mine,

you’re not mine, not mine, not mine, you’re not mine, not mine,

not mine, you’re not mine, not mine, not mine,

you’re not mine, not mine, not mine, you’re not mine.