Green grow the rushes, oh,
green the rushes grow
The sweetest hours I ever spent,
I spent among the lasses, oh
Green the rushes grow,
green the rushes grow
There's naught but care
on every hand
Green the rushes grow
In every hour that passes,
What justifies the likes of man
If it not be the lasses o 'er
Green grow the rushes o 'er
Green the rushes grow
Green grow the rushes o 'er
Green the rushes grow
The sweetest hours I ever spent
I spent among the lasses, oh
Bring the rushes, grow,
bring the rushes, grow
Give me a quiet hour, a dark
Bring the rushes, grow
My arms are bound, my dear, yo
And worldly cares and worldly men
May hide them to Salterio
Green grow the rushes, oh
Green the rushes grow
Whirly folks, ridges chase,
but ridges still may fly them o 'er
But when at last they catch them fast,
their hearts no more can
enjoy them o 'er
Green grow the rushes, oh,
green the rushes grow.
The sweetest hours I ever spent,
I spent among the lasses, oh.
Green the rushes grow.
Green the rushes grow.