John Mcdermott - Oh Rowen Tree Lyrics
Thou'lt aya be dear to theeEntwined thou art wi' many tiesO'hame and infancyThy leaves were aye the first of springThy flowers the summer's prideThere was nae sic a bonnie treeIn a' the country sideOh rowan treeHow fair was thou in summer timeWi' a'thy clusters whiteHow rich and gay thy autumn dress,Wi' berries red and bright!On thy fair stem were mony namesWhich now nae mair I seeBut they're engraven on my heart,Forget they ne'er can beOh rowan treeWe sat aneath thy spreadin' shadeThe bairnies round thee ranThey pu'd they bonnie berries red,And necklaces they strangMy mither, oh! I see her still,She smil'd our sports to seeWi' little jeannie on her lap,And jamie on her kneeOh rowan treeOh there arose my father's pray'rIn holy ev'ning's calmHow sweet was them my mother's voice,In the martyrs' psalmNow a'are gane!We meet nae mair aneath the rowan treeBut hallow'd thoughts around thee twineO'hame and infancyOh rowan tree