Lyrics Trees they do grow high - Maggie Reilly
The
trees
they
do
grow
high,
the
leaves
they
do
grow
green
Many
is
the
time
my
true
love
I′ve
seen
Many
an
hour
I
have
watched
him
all
alone
He's
young,
but
he′s
daily
growing
Father,
dear
father,
you've
done
me
great
wrong
You
have
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
you
no
wrong
I
have
married
you
to
a
great
lord′s
son
He'll
be
a
man
for
you
when
I
am
dead
and
gone
He′s
young,
but
he's
daily
growing
Father,
dear
father,
if
you
see
fit
We′ll
send
him
to
college
for
another
year
yet
I'll
tie
blue
ribbons
all
around
his
head
To
let
the
maidens
know
that
he's
married
One
day
I
was
looking
o′er
my
father′s
castle
wall
I
spied
all
the
boys
a-playing
at
the
ball
My
own
true
love
was
the
flower
of
them
all
He's
young,
but
he′s
daily
growing
And
so
early
in
the
morning,
at
the
dawning
of
the
day
They
went
out
into
the
hayfield
to
have
some
sport
and
play
And
what
they
did
there,
she
never
would
declare
But
she
never
more
complained
of
his
growing
At
the
age
of
fourteen,
he
was
a
married
man
At
the
age
of
fifteen,
the
father
of
a
son
At
the
age
of
sixteen,
his
grave
it
was
green
And
death
had
put
an
end
to
his
growing
I'll
buy
my
love
some
flannel
and
I
will
make
a
shroud
With
every
stitch
I
put
in
it,
the
tears
they
will
pour
down
With
every
stitch
I
put
in
it,
how
the
tears
will
flow
Cruel
fate
has
put
an
end
to
his
growing
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