There Are Plenty of Fish in the Sea |
George Cooper, 1863
A lady tossed her curls At all who came to woo; She laughed to scorn the vows, From hearts though false or true, While merily she sang; And cared all day for naught, |: There are plenty of fish in the sea As good as ever were caught. :| | 2. Upon their lightning wings The merry years did glide, A careless life she led, And was not yet a bride; Still as of old she sang Though few to win her sought. |: There are plenty of fish in the sea As good as ever were caught. :| |
3. At length the lady grew Exceedingly alarmed, For beaux had grown quite shy Her face no longer charmed. And now she sadly sings The lesson time has taught, |: There are plenty of fish in the sea As good as ever were caught. :| |