Once I had a garden fair: Willow and rue now grow With blossoms rich beyond compare: Willow and rue now grow
Where are the flowers I planted there The roses that entwined? Where are the flowers I planted there? Gone with the cold, cold wind: Willow and rue now grow
I gathered flowers everyday: Willow and rue now grow Now they've faded all away: Willow and rue now grow
And on the earth the fallen leaves Are lying in decay Withered petals and broken stems Around my garden lay: Willow and rue now grow
Once I sat 'neath the tall oak tree: Willow and rue now grow Now it's the withy branch for me: Willow and rue now grow
Where is the oak and the fine elm tree That in my garden grew? All come tumbling to the ground When the bitter wind did blow: Willow and rue now grow
Two songbirds in my garden sang: Willow and rue now grow The echoes with their voices rang: Willow and rue now grow
The sweetest songbird you ever heard Has taken wings and flown Leaving one small bird behind He sings all alone: Willow and rue now grow Willow and rue now growTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.