Bonny Boy (The Trees They Do Grow High)





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Published on Nov 7, 2011

I´m a lot into Irish music lately. It is a cover of Martin Carthy´s version of "The Trees They Do Grow High", a traditional scottish folk song.
(And yes, this is what happens when a child of Europe learns an English song by ear... utter non-sense- I am so sorry, lol! My English was just about 2 years old back than!)

Please leave a feedback if you like. I would appreciate it a lot!


All the trees they do grow high
And the leaves they do grow green.
And many cold winter nights my love and I have seen.
On a cold winter´s night my love and I alone have been
Oh my Bonny Boy is young but he´s growing.
Growing, growing, oh my Bonny Boy is young but he´s growing.

Oh father, dear father, you´ve done to me much harm.
Fo to go and get me married to one who is so young.
For he is only sixteen years and I am twenty one.
Oh, my Bonny Boy is young, but he´s growing.

Oh daughter, dear daughter, I´ll tell you what I´ll do.
I´ll send your love to college for another year or two.
And all around the college cap I´ll tie a ribbon blue
For to let the ladies know that he´s married.

Now at the ag of sixteen he was a married man.
And at ther age of seventeen a father to a son.
And at the age of eighteen the grass grew over him,
Cruel death soon put and end to his growing.

Oh now my love is dead and in his grave doth lie.
The green grass grows over him so very very high.
I´ll sit here and moarn his death until the day I die,
And I´ll watch over his child while he´s growing.


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