There's not but care on every hand
In every hour that pa**es oh
What signifies the life of man
If it were not for the la**ies oh
Green grow the rushes oh
Green grow the rushes oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the la**ies oh
The worldly race may riches chase
And riches still may fly them oh
And though at last they catch them fast
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them oh
Green grow the rushes oh
Green grow the rushes oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the la**ies oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the la**ies oh
Green grow the rushes oh
Green grow the rushes oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the la**ies oh
Old nature swears the lovley dears
Her noblest work she cla**es oh
Her apprentice hand she tried on man
Then she made the la**ies oh
Green grow the rushes oh
Green grow the rushes oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the la**ies oh
Green grow the rushes oh
Green grow the rushes oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the la**ies oh
Are spent among the la**ies oh