Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
[Intro – Music plays]
[Verse]
The trees they grow high
The leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my true love I've seen
Many an hour I have watched him all alone
He's young
But he's daily growing
[Verse]
Father, dear father
You've done me great wrong
You have 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
[Verse]
Daughter, dear daughter
I've done you no wrong
I have married you to a great lord's son
He'll make a lord for you to wait upon
He's young
But he's daily growing
[Verse]
Father, dear father, if you see fit
We'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
[Verse]
One day I was looking o'er my father's castle wall
I spied all the boys as playing with the ball
My own true love was the flower of them all
He's young, but he's daily growing
[Verse]
At the age of fourteen, he was a married man
At the age of fifteen, the father of a son
At the age of sixteen, his grave it was green
And death had put an end to his growing
[Song Ends]
The Trees They Do Grow High was written by Traditional.
The Trees They Do Grow High was produced by Maynard Solomon.