The Trees They Grow So High Sarah Brightman

The trees they grow so high and the leaves they do grow green
And many a cold winter's night my love and I have seen
Of a cold winter's night, my love, you and I alone have been
Whilst my bonny boy is young, he's a-gowing
Growing, growing
Whilst my bonny boy is young, he's a-gowing

O father, dearest father, you've done to me great wrong
You've tied me to a boy when you know he is too young
O daughter, dearest daughter, if you wait a little while
A lady you shall be while he's growing
Growing, growing
A lady you shall be while he's growing

I'll send your love to college, all for a year or two
And then in the meantime he will do for you;
I'll buy him white ribbons, tie them round his bonney waist
To let the ladies know that he's married
Married, married
To let the ladies know that he's married

I went up to the college and I looked over the wall
Saw four and twenty gentlemen playing at bat and ball
I called to my true love, but they would not let hime come
All because he was a young boy and growing
Growing, growing
All because he was a young boy and growing