Green Grow The Rushes Oh

here's not but care on every hand

In every hour that passes O

That signifies the life of man

T'were not for the lassies O

Chorus (after each verse):

Green grow the rushes O

Green grow the rushes O

The sweetest hours that e'er I spent

Were spent among the lassies O

The worldly race may riches chase

And riches still may fly them O

When at last they catch them fast

Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them O

Give me a quiet hour at e'en

My arms around my deary O

Warly cares and warly men

May a gae topsy turvey O

For you so grave ye sneer at this

Ye're not but senseless asses O

The wisest man the world e'er saw

He dearly loved the lassies O

(Chorus 2x)

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