Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy & Luke Kelly
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Liam Clancy
Oh the trees they are high, and the grass is growing green
And many's the day and night have passed that I alone have been
It is a cruel and bitter night that I must lie alone
For my bonnie lad is Lang, Lang-a-Growing
Oh Father dearest Father, you have done what's very wrong
You have married me to a Bonnie lad but I feel he is too young
For he is only 15 years and I am 21
He's a bonnie lad but Lang,Lang-a-Growing
Oh Daughter dearest Daughter, I have done you no wrong
For I have wedded you to a noble mans son
And he will be a man for you whеn I am dead and gone
He's a bonniе lad but Lang, Lang-a-Growing
Oh Father dearest Father, I'll tell you what we'll do
We'll send him off to College for another year or two
And all around his college cap we'll bind a ribbon blue
For to let the ladies know that he's married
A year it went by and I passed the College wall
And there I saw the college boys and they all playing ball
I spied him in amongst them,the fairest of them all
He's a bonnie lad but Lang,Lang-a-Growing
At the age of 15 years he was a married man
At the age of 16 years he was the father of a son
At the age of 17 o'er his grave the grass grew green
Cruel death had put an end to his growing
I'll buy my love a shroud of the ornamental brown
And while they are making it, the tears they will run down
It's once I had a true love but now he's lying low
But I'll watch his bonnie son while he's growing
Lang-a-Growing was written by Traditional.