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Love Was Once a Little Boy.

Love was once a little boy, heigh-ho, heigh-ho;
Then with him 'twas sweet to toy, heigh-ho, heigh-ho;
He was then so innocent,
Not as now on mischief bent,
Free he came, and harmless went,
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho.

Love is now a little man, heigh-ho, heigh-ho;
And a very saucy one, heigh-ho, heigh- ho;
He walks so stiff, and looks so smart,
As if he own'd each maiden's heart,
I wish he felt his own keen dart,
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho.

Love will soon be growing old, heigh-ho, heigh-ho;
Half his life's already told, heigh-ho, heigh-ho;
When he's dead, and buried too,
What shall we poor maidens do?
I'm sure I cannot tell, can you?
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho.