Tuning: E A D G B E

https://youtu.be/76hpKJKE5DA?si=qNfG_pYluiRWW5dX [Intro] Em Bm Em G D Em [Verse 1]

Trees they grow ^Ahigh and their ^Emleaves they do grow green ^G Many is the ^Dtime my ^Emtrue love I've seen Many an ^Ahour I have ^Emwatched him all alone He's ^Gyoung but he's ^Ddaily ^Emgrowing

[Instrumental] Em Bm Em [Verse 2]

Father, dear ^Afather, you've ^Emdone me great wrong ^G You have married ^Dme to a ^Emboy who is too young I'm twice ^Atwelve and ^Emhe is but fourteen He's ^Gyoung but he's ^Ddaily ^Emgrowing

[Instrumental] Em Bm Em [Verse 3]

Daughter, dear ^Adaughter, I've ^Emdone you no wrong ^G I have married ^Dyou to a ^Emgreat lord's son He'll be a ^Aman to you when ^EmI am dead and gone He's ^Gyoung but he's ^Ddaily ^Emgrowing

[Instrumental] Em Bm Em [Verse 4]

Father, dear ^Afather, if ^Emyou see fit We'll ^Gsend my love to ^Dcollege for ^Emone year yet Tie blue ^Aribbons ^Emall around his head To ^Glet the ladies ^Dknow that he's ^Emmarried

[Instrumental] Em Bm Em [Verse 5]

One day I was ^Alooking o'er my ^Emfather's castle wall ^G Saw all the ^Dboys a' ^Emplaying with the ball My own true l^Aove was the ^Emflower of them all He's ^Gyoung, but he's ^Ddaily ^Emgrowing

[Instrumental] Em Bm Em Em A Em G D Em Em A Em G D Em [Verse 6]

At the age of four^Ateen, he ^Emwas a married man ^G Age of fif^Dteen, the ^Emfather of a son Age of six^Ateen, on his ^Emgrave the grass was green Cruel ^Gdeath had put an ^Dend to his ^Emgrowing

[Instrumental] Em Bm Em [Outro]

I'll make my love a ^Ashroud of the ^Emholland so fine ^G Every stitch I ^Dput in it the ^Emtears come trickling down Once I had a ^Atrue love but ^Emnow I've ne'er one But I'll ^Gwatch o'er his ^Dson while he's ^Asus4growin^Ag ^Em

Pentangle - The trees they do grow high