The Trees They Do Grow High

Trees, they grow high and the leaves, they do grow green
 Many is the time my true love I've seen
 Many an hour I've watched him all alone
 He's young, but he's daily growing
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 Father, dear father, you've done me great wrong
 You've married me to a boy who is too young
 I'm twice twelve and he is but fourteen
 He's young, but he's daily growing
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 Daughter, dear daughter, I've done you no wrong
 I've married you to a great Lord's son
 He'll make a Lord for you to wait upon
 He's young, but he's daily growing
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 Father, dear father, if you see fit
 We'll send him to college for one year yet
 I'll tie blue ribbons all around his head
 To let the maidens know that he's married
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 One day I was looking o'er my father's castle wall
 I spied all the boys a-playing with the ball
 My own true love was the flower of them all
 He's young, but he's daily growing
 At the age of fourteen he was a married man
 At the age of fifteen, the father of a son
 At the age of sixteen, his grave, it was green
 And death had put an end to his growing