The Trees Do Grow So High

The trees grow so high

The leaves they are green

The times they are past

That we have seen

In the long winter's night

It's he that lies alone

He's young but he's daily growing

O daughter dearest daughter

I have done you no wrong

I wed you to none other

Than a wealthy man's son

And he will be a man to you

When I am dead and gone

He's young but he's daily growing

Well one day as I was walking

Down by the old schoolyard

I saw the boys they were

Playing at the ball

And my own true love

Was the fairest of them all

He's young but he's daily growing

At the age of sixteen years

He was a married man

By the age of seventeen

He was the father of a son

At the age of eighteen years

Round his grave the grass grew long

Cruel death had put an end to his growing

Springtime is coming later now

And summer's coming on

Great ornaments and veils

The ladies all have on

Well once I had a true love

But now I have none

But I watch his blue eyed son while he's growing