The Seeds Of Love

I sowed the seeds of love,
and I sowed them in the Spring
In April, May and June likewise
When small birds they do sing,
When small birds they do sing.

My garden was planted well,
with flowers everywhere
But I had not the liberty to choose
The ones I loved so dear,
The ones I loved so dear.

My gardner was standing by
and I asked him to choose for me
He chose me the violet, the lily and the pink
But these I refused all three,
But these I refused all three.

The violet I forsook,
because it fades too soon
The lily and the pink I did overthink
And I vowed I would wait till June,
And I vowed I would wait till June.

For in June there’s a red rosebud,
and that’s the flower for me
I picked and I plucked at that red rosy bud
Till I gained the willow tree,
Till I gained the willow tree.

The willow it will twist,
it’ll tangle and it will twine
And I wish I was back in that young man’s arms
That once held this heart of mine,
That once held this heart of mine.

Come all you false young men,
that leave me in sorrow to complain
The grass that now lies trodden underfoot
Given time, it will rise again,
Given time, it will rise again.

 

 

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