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 growing