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The Rowan Tree

Song lyricsPosted by Peter Fri, May 17, 2013 16:40:47

Oh, rowan tree! Oh, rowan tree ! Thou'lt aye be dear tae me
Entwined thou art wi' mony ties o’ hame and infancy
Thy leaves were aye the first o' spring, thy flow'rs the summer pride
There wasnae sic a bonny tree in a' the countryside
Oh! rowan tree !

How fair wert thou in summer time, wi' a' thy clusters white
How rich and gay thy autumn dress, wi’ berries red md bright
W e sat eneath thy spreading shade, the bairnies round thee ran
They pu’ d thy bonnie berries red and necklaces they strang
Oh! rowan tree!

On thy fair sterm were mony names, which now nae mair
I see But they’re engraven on my heart, forgot they ne’er can be
My mother! Oh! I see her still, she smil'd our sports to see
Wi’ little Jemnie on her lap, wi' Jamie at her knee!
Oh! rowan treel

Oh! there arose my father’s prayer, in holy evenings calm
How sweet was then my mother’s voice, in the Martyr’s psalm
Now a' are gane! W e meet nae mair meath the rowan tree
But hallowed thoughts around thee twine o’ hame and infancy
Oh! rowan tree!

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