作词 : Joan Baez 作曲 : Traditional 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 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 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 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 One day I was looking over my father＇s castle wall I spied all the boys aplaying 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 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
[00:00.000] 作词 : Joan Baez [00:01.000] 作曲 : Traditional [00:07.590]Trees they grow high [00:09.940]The leaves they do grow green [00:13.450]Many is the time my true love I＇ve seen [00:18.460]Many an hour I have watched him all alone [00:22.780]He＇s young [00:24.100]But he＇s daily growing [00:34.530]Father dear father [00:36.580]You＇ve done me great wrong [00:39.710]You have married me to a boy [00:42.390]Who is too young [00:45.050]I＇m twice twelve and he is but fourteen [00:49.490]He＇s young [00:50.870]But he＇s daily growing [01:01.380]Daughter dear daughter [01:03.280]I＇ve done you no wrong [01:06.550]I have married you to a great lord＇s son [01:11.790]He＇ll make a lord for you to wait upon [01:16.060]He＇s young [01:17.050]But he＇s daily growing [01:27.970]Father dear father if you see fit [01:32.470]We＇ll send him to college for one year yet [01:37.430]I＇ll tie blue ribbons all around his head [01:42.910]To let the maidens know that he＇s married [01:56.600]One day I was looking over my father＇s castle wall [02:01.500]I spied all the boys aplaying with the ball [02:06.640]My own true love was the flower of them all [02:12.050]He＇s young but he＇s daily growing [02:21.750]At the age of fourteen he was a married man [02:27.500]At the age of fifteen the father of a son [02:32.860]At the age of sixteen his grave it was green [02:40.280]And death had put an end to his growing
