Green Grow The Rashes Lyrics - Prime Cuts - Tempest

There's not much care on every hand 

And every hour that passes-oh 

What signifies the life of man 

If it were not for the lasses-oh 

Chorus: 

Green grow the rashes-oh 

Green grow the rashes-oh 

The sweetest hours that 'ere I spent 

I spent among the lasses-oh 

The worldly man may riches, chase 

And riches still may find them-oh 

But when at last he'll catch them fast 

His heart can ne'er enjoy them-oh 

Chorus 

Oh nature wears the loveliest wares 

Her noblest work she classes-oh 

Her practiced hand she tried on man 

And then, she made the lasses-oh 

Chorus 

Instrumental Interlude (fiddle) 

The down bed, the feather bed 

The bed among the rashes-oh 

The softest bed is ne'er so sweet as 

The bellies of the lasses-oh 

Chorus 

Instrumental Interlude (guitar) 

And so their hours, I am afraid 

Are hard when I am tipsy-oh 

But I'm a king in everything 

When with a wanton gypsy-oh 

Green grow the rashes-oh 

Green grow the rashes-oh 

I'm a king in everything 

When with a wanton gypsy-oh 

Chorus