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The Daily Growing

from White Rose by Róisín Bán

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    An cracking album of predominantly Irish and general celtica - no toe left untapped here - no siree!

    Standard CD Jewel Case with Artwork by Mark Davies, recorded by Alistair Russell at Glade Studios Cleckheaton - Spring 2014

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Another hopeful story with a dismal ending - enjoy

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The daily growing lyrics.

The trees they grow high and the leaves they do grow green
many s the time, my true love I've seen
many s an hour I watched him all alone
he's young but he's steadily growing.

Father dear father you've done me great wrong
you have married me to a boy who is too young
I am twice twelve and he is just fourteen
He's young but he's steadily growing



Daughter dear daughter I've done you no wrong
I have married you to a great lords son
and he will be a man for you when I am dead and gone
He's young but he's steadily growing



Father dear father if you see fit
I'll send him to college for another year yet
I'll tie a blue ribbon all around his head
to let the maidens know that he's married

One day I was looking O my fathers castle wall
I spied all the boys playing with a ball
and my own true love was the flower of them all
he's young but he's steadily growing



And so early in the morning at the dawning of day
They went into a hayfield for to have some sport and play
and what they did there oh she never would declare
but she know more complained of his growing



At the age of fourteen he was a married man
at the age of fifteen the father of my son
at the age of sixteen his grave it was green
death had put an end to his growing

I'll buy my love some flannel and make my a shroud
and every stitch I put in it how the tears they'll fall down
every stitch I put in it how the tears they will flow
cruel fate had put an end to his growing.

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from White Rose, released June 6, 2014

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Róisín Bán Leeds, UK

It's actually pronounced [Rowsheen Bawn] just thought we'd clarify that :-) The shared love of RB, is music from the Irish tradition, but if they stumble upon a number which suits them, they're happy to tackle other styles. The 'craic' is an important concept for the boys and no toe is left un-tapped in a Róisín Bán show. There's also more than a few laughs along the way as well. Come see us... ... more

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