green grow the rushes lyrics – celtic woman

green grow the rushes

there’s not but care on every hand
in every hour that p*sses oh
what signifies the life of man
if it were not for the l*ssies oh

green grow the rushes oh
green grow the rushes oh
the sweetest hours that e’er i spent
are spent among the l*ssies oh

the worldly race may riches chase
and riches still may fly them oh
and though at last they catch them fast
their hearts can ne’er enjoy them oh

green grow the rushes oh
green grow the rushes oh
the sweetest hours that e’er i spent
are spent among the l*ssies oh

the sweetest hours that e’er i spent
are spent among the l*ssies oh

green grow the rushes oh
green grow the rushes oh
the sweetest hours that e’er i spent
are spent among the l*ssies oh

old nature swears the lovley dears
her n*blest work she cl*sses oh
her apprentice hand she tried on man
then she made the l*ssies oh

green grow the rushes oh
green grow the rushes oh
the sweetest hours that e’er i spent
are spent among the l*ssies oh

green grow the rushes oh
green grow the rushes oh
the sweetest hours that e’er i spent
are spent among the l*ssies oh
are spent among the l*ssies oh

/ celtic woman lyrics