Barry

That was great. I have a photo of myself and Edith Fowke somewhere, taken at the 1968 Mariposa Festival, I should post it sometime. She was a great lady and her husband Frank was one of the gentlest, quietest and nicest individuals you could meet.

The last verse"

Come all you fair maids from distant counties
, Don't you believe all young men say,
For like the stars on a frosty evening,
You think they're near when they're far away.

is very similar to a verse in " Fair and Tender Ladies"

"Come all ye fair and tender ladies>br>Take warning how you court young men
They're like the stars on a summer evening
They first appear and then they're gone

Thanks again