Love is Pleasing

Karan Casey‘s version of the traditional standard Love is Pleasing.

Love is Pleasing

I never thought that my love would leave me
Until that morning when he stepped in
He sat down and I sat beside him
And then our troubles they did begin

Oh love is pleasing and love is teasing
And love is a pleasure when first it’s new
But love grows older and grows quite colder
And it fades away like the morning dew

There is an alehouse in yon town
And there my love goes and he sits down
He takes a strange girl upon his knee
And tells her what he once told me

I wish my father had never whistled
I wish my mother had never sung
I wish the cradle had never rocked me
I wish I’d died, love, when I was young