THE TREES THEY GROW HIGH, & THE LEAVES THEY DO GROW GREEN
MANY IS THE TIME - MY OWN TRUE LOVE IVE SEEN
MANY IS THE HOUR - I'VE WATCHED HIM ALL ALONE
HE'S YOUNG, BUT HE'S DAI-LY GROWIN'
FATHER, DEAR FATHER, YOU'VE DONE ME GREAT WRONG
YOU'VE MARRIED ME - TO A BOY WHO IS TOO YOUNG
I AM TWICE TWELVE - AND HE IS BUT FOURTEEN
HE'S YOUNG, BUT HE'S DAI-LY GROWIN'
DAUGHTER, DEAR DAUGHTER, I'VE DONE YOU NO WRONG
I'VE MARRIED YOU - TO A BRAVE LORD'S SON
HE'LL BE A MAN TO YOU, WHEN I AM DEAD AND GONE
HE'S YOUNG, BUT HE'S DAI-LY GROWIN'
FATHER, DEAR FATHER, IF YOU SEE FIT
SEND HIM OFF TO COLLEGE, FOR ONE YEAR YET
I'LL TIE BLUE RIBBONS - ALL AROUND HIS HEAD
TO LET THE LADIES KNOW, THAT HE'S MARRIED
ONE DAY AS I WAS LOOKING O'ER MY FATHER'S GARDEN WALL
I SPIED THE YOUNG BOYS - ALL PLAYING WITH THEIR BALL
MY OWN TRUE LOVE - HE WAS THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL
HE'S YOUNG, BUT HE'S DAI-LY GROWIN'
AT THE AGE OF 14 - HE WAS A MARRIED MAN
AT THE AGE OF 15 - THE FATHER OF A SON
AT THE AGE OF 16 - ON HIS GRAVE THE GRASS WAS GREEN
CRUEL DEATH, HAD PUT AN END, TO HIS GROWIN' . (PAUSE) TO HIS GROWIN'
I'LL MAKE MY LOVE A SHROUD - OF THE GARDEN SO FINE
EVERY STITCH I STITCH ON IT - THE TEARS COME TRICKLING DOWN
ONCE I HAD A TRUE LOVE - BUT NOW NARY A ONE
BUT I'LL WATCH, O'ER HIS SON, WHILE HE'S GROWIN' While he's growin