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Woman is changeable
Poor feather flying blind
Sweet words then so unkind
Changing her little mind
She's always amiable
Beauty to spellbind
Laughs, cries, she doesn't mind
Lies when she's so inclined
Woman is changeable
Feather that flies blind
Sweet words then unkind
Changing her mind
He's always miserable
He that will trust in her
He that confides in her
Gives up his heart to her
Yet he can never be
Freed from his misery
Till he embraces her
Won't know what love can be
Woman is changeable
Feather that flies blind
Sweet words then unkind
Changing her mind