Letra de The Trees They Do Grow High - Barbara Dickson

The trees they grow so high and the leaves they grow so green,
The day is past and gone, my love, that you and I have seen
It's a cold winter's night, my love, and I must bide alone
For my bonny boy is young but a-growing
My bonny boy is young but a-growing

As I was out a-walking by yonder church wall
Four-and-twenty young men were a-playing at the ball
I asked for my true love but they would not let him come
For they said the boy was young but a-growing
For they said the boy was young but a-growing

�Oh father, dearest father, you've done to me much wrong
You've tied me to a boy when you know he is too young.�
�Oh daughter, dearest daughter, if you will wait a while,
A lady you shall be, while he's growing.
A lady you shall be, while he's growing.�

�We'll send your love to college, all for a year or two,
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And then perhaps in time the boy will do for you.
I'll buy you white ribbons to tie about his waist
To let the ladies know that he's married.
To let the ladies know that he's married.�

So early in the morning at the dawning of the day
They went out into the hayfield to have some sport and play
And what they did there she never would declare
But she never more complained of his growing
But she never more complained of his growing

And at the age of sixteen he was a married man
And at the age of seventeen she brought to him a son
And at the age of eighteen the grass grew over him
And that soon put an end to his growing
That soon put an end to his growing