WEAR A GREEN WILLOW



Once I was invited to a nobleman's wedding

By a false lover that proved so unkind

It causes me now to wear a green willow

It causes me now to bear a troubled mind



Supper was over and everyone seated

Every young man sang his true love a song

Until it came to the bride's own fond lover

The song that he sang to the bride it belonged



Saying, "How can you lie on another man's pillow

As long as you have been a sweetheart of mine?

It causes me now to wear a green willow

It causes me now to bear a troubled mind"



The bride she sat at the head of the table

Every word she remembered right well

Until at last she could bear it no longer

And down on the floor at the groom's feet she fell



Saying, "There is one request that I ask as a favor

As it is the first one, won't you grant it to me?

That this first night I may spend with my mother

The rest of my life I will spend it with thee"



As it was the first one, it was truly granted

Sighing and sobbing she went to her bed

Early next morning the groom he arose

And went there to find that his Mary was dead



"Oh Mary, dear Mary, you never have loved me

With a fond heart as I have loved you

May this be a warning to all men and maidens

To never come between a bride and a groom



@wedding @love @death

recorded by Sara Cleveland

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