The maids that bloom in spring, they say
Bloom the fairest of all
But the maids that charm the king, they say
Had best refuse his call
For the queen that knows the score, they say
Knows her husband's affairs
And the queen that finds his whore, they say
Will catch her unawares
The maids that turn sixteen, they say
Turn the head of the king
But the maids that scorn the queen, they say
Won't see another spring
Yes, the maids that scorn the queen, they say
Won't see another spring