The Rowan Tree (feat. Jim Barne)

Oh rowan tree, oh rowan tree Thou'lt aye be dear to me Entwined thou art with many ties O'hame and infancy Thy leaves were aye the first of spring Thy flowers the summer's pride There was nae such a bonnie tree In all the countryside How fair weren't thou in summertime With all thy clusters white How rich and gay thy autumn dress With berries red and bright On thy fair stem were many names Which now no more I see But they're engraven on my heart Forget they ne'er can be We sat aneath thy spreading shade The bairnies round thee ran They pulled they bonnie berries red And necklaces they strang My mother, oh! I see her still She smiled our sports to see With little Jeannie on her lap And Jamie on her knee