The trees they do grow high The leaves they do grow green Many's the time my love I have seen Many the hour I watched him on the go He's young but he's daily growing Father, dear father You've done to me great wrong You've married me to a boy who is too young I'm twice twelve and he is but fourteen He's young but he's daily growing Daughter, dear daughter I've done to you no wrong I've married you to a rich man's son He'll make a Lord for you to wed to borne He's young but he's daily growing Oh father, dear father Ifin you besee-ee fit I'll send him to college for one year yet I'll tie blue ribbons all around his head To let the maidens know that he's married One day while I was walking On my father's castle wall I saw the boys, they were playin' with the ball My own true love was the flower of them all He's young but he's daily growing At the age of fifteen He was a married man The age of sixteen, a father of a son The age of seventeen, the grass grew over him Grew that soon put an end to his growing The trees they do grow high The leaves they do grow green Many's the time my love I have seen Many the hour I watched him all alone He's young but he's daily growingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
