Mick Moloney - Green Grows The Laurel | Текст песни

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• Mick Moloney
• Green Grows The Laurel

(Refrain)
Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew,
Sorry am I love, I’m parted with you,
Sorry am I love, contented must be,
She loves another, far better than me.

I passed my love’s window both early and late,
And the looks that she gave me, it made my heart break,
The look that she gave me would ten thousand kill,
For she loves another but I love her still.

I wrote her a letter in short rosy lines,
The answer she sent back was twisted and twined,
You write your love letters fancy and fine,
You write to your love and I will write mine.

I wonder, I wonder why women love men,
And I can't help but wonder why they ever love them,
Women are faithful and kind as you know,
But men are deceivers wherever they go.