He´s young but he´s daily growin´
Oh, daughter, dearest daughter
I have done you no wrong
I´ve wed you to none other than a wealthy man´s son
And he will be a man to you when I am dead and gone

He´s young but he´s daily growin´
For out one day as I was walkin´ all alone
Down by the school wall
I saw the boys, they were playin´ at the ball
And my own true love was the fairest of them all

He was young but he was daily growin´
At the age of sixteen years, he was a married man
At the age of sеventeen, he was the fathеr of a son
At the age of eighteen years round his graves the grass grew long
Cruel death has put an end to his growin´

Ah, the springtime is leavin´ now as summer´s coming on
With ornaments and fans, the ladies all pass on
Oh, it´s once I had a true love, but now I have none
But I watch his bonnie son while he´s growin´