For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green. They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green. For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green.
By a lonely prison wall. I heard a young girl calling. Michael they have taken you away. For you stole Trevelyn's corn. So the young might see the morn.
I'm out of work and want a change, got nothing left to lose. I need to leave everything to help me clear my mind. My spot in timberland and a few bottles of booze.
The grouse-hen nests in the Black Mill. And I heard it nests in it still. . Don't sound the tune in Margaree. Or you won't make friends easily. . Get over it, get over it.
A bear there was (a bear!, a bear!). All black and brown. Covered with hair. With a good flair. . Oh come they said. Come to the fair. Come to the fair?.
Tomorrow. . You said I was beautiful. You said I was beautiful. You said you've got my song stuck in your head. You said these things to me. . You made me believe in tomorrow.