Henrik Norbeck's Song Lyrics

Month of January, The

Sheet Music (and more information about this song)

It was in the month of January, all in the frost and snow
When through the hills and valleys my true love she did go
It was there I spied a pretty young girl with the salt tear in her eye
She held a baby in her ar-ms and bitterly she did cry.

Saying "Cruel was my father, who barred the door on me
And cruel was my mother, a dreadful crime to see.
Cruel was my own true love, who changed his love for gold
And cruel were the wintery winds that pierced my heart with cold."

For the taller that a pine tree grows the sweeter is the bark
And the fairer that a young man speaks, the falser is his heart
For he'll kiss you and caress you till they think they have you won
Then they'll go away and leave you all for some other one.

So come all you pretty fair young maids a warning take by me
And never try and build your nest on top of any tall tree
For the green leaves they will wither and the roots will decay
And the blushes of a false young man will soon all fade away.

Version 2:

It was in the month of January, the hills were clad in snow
When over hills and valleys my true love he did go
It was there I spied a pretty fair maid with a salt tear in her eye
She had a baby in her arms and bitter she did cry.

"Oh cruel was my father, that barred the door on me
And cruel was my mother, this dreadful crime to see
Cruel was my own true love, to change his mind for gold
And cruel was that winter's night that pierced my heart with cold."

For the taller that the palm tree grows the sweeter is the bark
And the fairer that a young man speaks, the falser is his heart
He will kiss you and embrace you till he thinks he has you won
Then he'll go away and leave you all for some other one.

Now all you pretty fair maids a warning take by me
And never try to build your nest on top of a high tree
For the leaves they will all wither and the branches will decay
And the beauties of a false young man will all soon fade away.

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