The Decemberists - The Hazards of Love 1 (The Prettiest Whistles Won't Wrestle the Thistles UnLyrics

My true love went riding out In white and green and gray Past the pale of office wall Where she was want to stray And there she came upon A white and wounded faun Singing Oh, oh The hazards of love She, being full of charity, A credit to her sex Saught to right the faun's hind legs When here her plans were vexed The tiger shifted strange The beast began to change Singing Oh, oh The hazards of love Singing Oh, oh oh oh The hazards of love You'll learn soon enough The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone Undone Fifteen lithesome maidens lay Along in their bower Fourteen occupations pay To pass the idle hour Margret heaves a sigh Her hands clasped to her thigh Singing Oh, oh The hazards of love Singing Oh, oh oh oh The hazards of love You'll learn soon enough The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone Undone Undone Undone Undone