(traditional lyrics)



I sowed the seeds of love

I sowed them in the spring

I gathered them up in the morning so clear

When the small birds so sweetly sing



The gardener was standing by

I asked him to choose for me

He chose for me the violet, the lilly and the pink

But those I refused all three

But those I refused all three



The violet I did not like

Because it bloomed so soon

The lilly and the pink I really over-think

So I thought I would wait 'til June

So I thought I would wait 'til June



In June there was a red rose bud

That is the flower for me

I often times have plucked that red rose bud

'Til I gained the willow tree

'Til I gained the willow tree



The willow tree will twist

The willow tree will twine

I often have wished I was in the young man's arms

Who once had the arms of mine

Who once had the arms of mine



I sowed the seeds of love

I sowed them in the spring

I gathered them up in the morning so soon

When the small birds so sweetly sing

When the small birds so sweetly sing