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