Craig Herbertson - The Rowan Tree lyrics

Oh rowan tree, oh rowan tree Thou'lt aya be dear to thee Entwined thou art wi' many ties O'hame and infancy Thy leaves were aye the first of spring Thy flowers the summer's pride There was nae sic a bonnie tree In a' the country side Oh rowan tree How fair you were in summer time Wi' a'thy clusters white How rich and gay thy autumn dress, Wi' berries red and bright! On thy fair stem were mony names Which now nae mair I see But they're engraven on my heart, Forget they ne'er can be Oh rowan tree We sat aneath thy spreadin' shade The bairnies round thee ran They pu'd they bonnie berries red, And necklaces they strang My mither, oh! I see her still, She smil'd our sports to see Wi' little jeannie on her lap, And jamie on her knee Oh rowan tree Oh there arose my father's pray'are In holy ev'ning's calm How sweet was them my mother's voice, In the martyrs' psalm Now a'are gane! We meet nae mair aneath the rowan tree But hallow'd thoughts around thee twine O'hame and infancy Oh rowan tree