The Dubliners - The Bonny Boy lyrics

Oh the trees are growing tall, and the nights are growing dim And many's the nights and days has past since you and I have seen Oh I will will make my bed and I'll lie in the cold cold lane Oh My bonny boy is young, but he's growing Oh Father, dearest father, and you've done me much wrong For you have married me to a lad who is far too young Oh he been only sixteen years, and I been twenty one His me bonny boy, he's young, but he's growing Oh daughter, dearest daughter, and I've done you no wrong For I have married you to a noble farmer's son And he will be a man to you, and you will be his queen He's your bonny boy, he's young, but he's growing At the age of sixteen years, now he was a married man And at the age of seventeen, oh the father of a son And at the age of eighteen, on his grave the gra** grew green Cruel d**h had put an end to his growing I will buy my love a shroud of theornamental brown And while they are sowing it oh the tears they will run down For once I had my one true love, but now he's lying low And I'll nurse his bonny boy, while he's growing Oh come all you pretty fair maids and take this advice from me Don't ever build your nest in the top of any tree For the leaves they will all wither, and the roots they will decay And you'll nurse his bonny boy, while he's growing Oh the trees are growing tall, and the nights are growing dim And many's the night and day has past since you and I have seen And I will will make my bed in the cold cold lane His me bonny boy, he's young, but he's growing (By: Demy)