Lyrics

The trees they do grow high and the leaves they do green
Many is the time my own true love I've see
Yes many an hour I've watched him all alone
He's young but he's daily growing
Father, dear father if you see fit
We’ll send him to college for one year yet
I’ll tie blue ribbons all around his head
To let they maidens know he’s married
Daughter dear daughter, I've done you know great wrong
I’ve married you to a great lord’s son
He’ll make a lord for you to wait upon
He’s young but he's daily growing
One day I was looking o’er my father’s castle wall
I spied all the boys a play in with the ball
My own true love, he was the flower of them all
He's young but he’s daily growing
At the age of fourteen he was a married man
At the age of fifteen; he was the father of my son
At the age of sixteen his grave it was green
And death had put an end to his growing…