Verse: My young bride why are your shoulders like that of a tired old woman? Like a tired a old woman. My young bride why are your fingers like that of the hedge in winter? Of the hedge in winter. Chorus: Cold days in winter, snowshoes and hunters carry the goats sent for you. Verse: My young bride why aren't you moving at all? Helps to make the day seem short. Helps to make the day seem shorter. My young bride why aren't keeping with you all the ones who really love you? All th (guitaretab.com)