The Flowers Of The Forest Lyrics

The Flowers Of The Forest lyrics

THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST
I've hear them liltin', at the ewe milkin,'

    Lasses a-liltin' before dawn of day.
Now there's a moanin', on ilka
green loanin'.
     The flowers of the forest are a' wede away.
As
boughs in the mornin', nae blithe lads are scornin',
     Lasses are
lonely and dowie and wae.
Nae daffin', nae gabbin', but sighin' and
sobbin',
     Ilk ane lifts her leglin, and hies her away.
At e'en in
the gloamin', nae swankies are roamin',
     'Bout stacks wi' the lasses at
bogle to play.
But ilk maid sits drearie, lamentin' her dearie,
    
The flowers of the forest are a' wede away.
In har'st at the shearin' nae
youths now are jeerin'
     Bandsters are runkled, and lyart, or grey.
At fair or at preachin', nae wooin', nae fleecin',
     The flowers of
the forest are a' wede away.
Dool for the order sent our lads to the
Border,
     the English for ance by guile wan the day.
The flowers
of the forest, that fought aye the foremost,
     The prime of our land
lie cauld in the clay.
We'll hae nae mair liltin', at the ewe milkin',
     Women and bairns are heartless and wae.
Sighin' and moanin' on ilka
green loanin',
     The flowers of the forest are all wede away.
recorded by Hickerson on Dull Care II
  and MacColl & Lloyd Songs &
Ballads of Scottish Wars
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from sondra stigen, 1984
DC
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