Traditional
Green Grows the Laurel
There once was a captain who was borne far out to sea
Before he could get married he was sent far away
Across the boundless ocean far away upon the tide
His heart forever breaking for the loss of his bride

Green grows the laurel softly falls the dew
I'm sorry my true lover for ever parting from you
When he returned again to her father he did go
Is your daughter inside sir can I see her once more

My daughter is gone sir she left here last night
She has gone to some nunnery was the old mans reply
The captain rode on to the nunnery where he knocked upon the door
Down came the reverend mother and her tears they did flow

Your true love is gone sir she was taken last night
Gone to the asylum after losing her mind
The captain rode on to the asylum, arrived at first light
The story that they gave to him was that she died here last night

Let me in there cried the captain, let me in there the captain cried
Let me in there til I see her, til I stand by her side
Standing by her left side his sharp sword he drew
And he gave her great attention as he pierced his heart through

Sad was their misfortune sorrowful their fate
To see two loyal lovers lying together in one place