Daily Growing

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[Verse 1]
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The trees, they grow high, and the 
F                    Em
leaves, they do grow green
G                   D             
Many is the time my true love I've
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 seen
F       G      Am               Em
Many an hour I watched him all alone
     G                    F
He's young but he's daily growing


[Verse 2]
Am           G              F   
Father, dear father, you've done
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 me great wrong
G                        D       
You have married me to a boy who 
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is too young
F          G          Am        
I am twice twelve and he is but 
    Em
fourteen
     G                    F
He's young but he's daily growing


[Verse 3]
Am             G              F 
Daughter, dear daughter, I've 
          Em
done you no wrong
G                       D        
I have married you to a great 
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lord's son
    F            G                
And he will be a man for you when 
Am            Em
I am dead and gone
     G                    F
He's young but he's daily growing


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[Interlude]
G   F   D  G


[Verse 4]
Am           G          F       Em
Father, dear father, if you see fit
      G                      
We'll send him to college for 
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another year yet
     F          G      Am        
I'll tie a blue ribbon all around
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 his head
   G                               
To let the maidens know that he is 
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married


[Verse 5]
    Am        G             
One day I was looking over my 
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father's castle wall
  G                  D            
I spied all the boys playing with 
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a ball
F               G                
And my own true love, he was the 
Am             Em
flower of them all
     G                    F
He's young but he's daily growing


[Interlude]
G   F   D  G


[Verse 6]
       Am           G              
And so early in the morning at the 
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dawning of the day
     G                          
They went into a hayfield for to 
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have some sport and play
    F             G              
And what they did there, oh, she 
Am            Em
never would declare
        G                          
But she never more complained of 
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his growing


[Verse 7]
Am            G           F     
At the age of fourteen he was a 
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married man
G                          D     
At the age of fifteen, the father
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 of my son
F             G            Am   
At the age of sixteen, his 
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grave, it was green
    G                          
And death had put an end to his 
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growing


[Verse 8]
     Am               G           
I'll buy my love some flannel, 
  F              Em
I'll make my love a shroud
    G                             
And every stitch I put in it, the 
D                   Em
tears, they'll pour down
    F              G              
And every stitch I put in it, how 
    Am               Em
the tears, they will flow
      G                         
Cruel fate has put an end to his 
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growing