My Lady's a Wild Flying Dove - Tom Paxton

Some ladies are foolish

Some ladies are gay

Some ladies are comely

Some live while they may

My lady’s a wild flying dove

My lady is wine

She whispers each evening

She’s mine, mine, mine

She likes pretty pictures

She loves singing birds

She’ll watch them for hours

But I see only her

She tells me she’s learning

Just how full her cup can be

She asks me to help her

But I know, she’s teaching me