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Young But Growing (Rising Version)
Traditional arranged by Donovan P. Leitch
The trees they do grow high, the leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my love I've seen
Many the hour I watched him all alone
He's young
but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, you've done to 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
Daughter, dear daughter,
I've done to you no wrong
I've married you to a rich man's son
He'll make a lord for you to wait upon
He's young
but he's daily growing
Oh, father, dear father, if'n you see fit
I'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
One day while I was walking on my father's castle wall
I saw all the boys they were 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 fifteen he was a married man
The age of sixteen, the father of a son
The age of seventeen, the grass grew over him
Cruel death soon put an end to his growing
The trees they do grow high, the leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my love I've seen
Many the hour I watched him all alone
He's young
but he's daily growing
Thank you! Nice, thanks very much
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Young But Growing (Try For The Sun: The Journey Of Donovan Version)
Traditional arranged by Donovan P. Leitch
This is a little song that I learned from Scotland. Is a ballad which tells in the old days of how one... big family, which, ahm, sort of married the younger children of that family to another big family, to keep the money in the family as it were... And this is a story of one such marriage, and when I am singing you must imagine it's... a girl who is singing. And she was married to a very young boy... and, uh, this is her story... oh...
The trees they do grow high, the leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my love I've seen
Many the hour I watched him all alone
He's young
but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, you've done to 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
Daughter, dear daughter,
I've done to you no wrong
I've married you to a great man's son
He'll make a lord for you to wait upon
He's young
but he's daily growing
Father, dear father, if you see fit
I'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
One day while I was walking on my father's castle wall
I saw all the boys they were 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
The age of fifteen, the father of a son
The age of sixteen, the grass grew over him
Cruel death soon put an end to his growing
Trees they do grow high, the leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my love I've seen
Many the hour I watched him all alone
He's young
but he's daily growing
Thanks very much, thank you, thank you!
[Introducing Keep On Truckin']: No doubt, you've seen a
little character in a comic book called Mister Natural, in some of the... underground papers, and, anyway, he keeps on trucking, and this is his song... |
