Green Grows The Laurel

I once had a true love but now I have none,
And since she has left me I cry all alone,
Oh since she has left contented I’ll be,
For she loves another far better than me.

So green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew,
And sorrow was mine love when parting from you,
But at our next meeting our joys we’ll renew,
We’ll love one another and vow to be true.

I wrote her a letter in red rosy lines,
She wrote back an answer all entangled and twined,
Saying you keep your love letters and I will keep mine,
You write to your true love and I’ll write to mine.

So green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew,
And sorrow was mine love when parting from you,
But at our next meeting our joys we’ll renew,
We’ll love one another and vow to be true.

I have passed my loves window both early and late,
And the looks that she gives me would make my heart break,
Oh the looks that she gave me a ten thousand would kill,
Though she hates and detests me I love her still.

Some times in sweet slumber I dream that I see,
My own darling true love comes smiling to me,
But when I awaken I find it not so,
My eyes are like fountains where the waters do flow.

So green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew,
And sorrow was mine love when parting from you,
But at our next meeting our joys we’ll renew,
We’ll love one another and vow to be true.

Traditional

“Green Grows the Laurel” is a song of unrequited love that Irvine learnt from Al O’Donnell, and had also heard it sung by Luke Kelly in O’Donoghue’s in the early 1960s.

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