Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Willow Song , by - Woods of Birnam. Song from the album Searching for William, in the genre ПопRelease date: 19.01.2017
Record label: Royal Tree
Song language: English
The Willow Song |
| A poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree, |
| Sing all the green willow, willow |
| Her hand on her bosom, her hand on her knee |
| Sing all the green willow, willow |
| Must be in my garland |
| The fresh streams ran by her and murmur’d her moans |
| Sing willow, willow |
| Her salt tears ran from her and soften’d the stones |
| Sing all the green willow, willow |
| Must be in my garland |
| I call’d my love false love but what said he then? |
| Sing willow, willow, willow |
| If I court more women, you’ll couch with moe men! |
| Nobody blame me; |
| scorn I approve |
| Nobody blame me; |
| scorn I approve |