{"id":1789,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/old-elm-tree-the"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"old-elm-tree-the","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/old-elm-tree-the\/","title":{"rendered":"OLD ELM TREE, THE"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

There’s a path by an old deserted mill.
\nOn the banks by an old bridge. broken still,
\nWhere the weeping willows are bending low
\nOn the green mossy bank, where the viiolets grow.<\/p>\n

The birds they utter their low, soft notes
\nIn the dreams of days that are past and gone,
\nWhen Laura, my darling, sat by me.
\nOn the green, messy bank, ‘neath the old elm tree.<\/p>\n

The birds sang sweetly ‘neath the clouds above.
\nWhen she told me the tale of her heart’s first love:
\nAnd ere the last rose of summer had died,
\nShe had made me the promise to be my bride<\/p>\n

Then came the trials of a. parting sore;
\nLittle we thought we should meet no more;
\nBut ere I came from the deep blue sea,
\nThey had made her grave ‘neath the old elm tree.<\/p>\n

Cruel and harsh were the tales they told,
\nHow my heart was false and my love had grown cold:
\nI had found another, more dear to me
\nForgotten my promise ‘neath the old elm tree.<\/p>\n

Then her cheek grew pale with the crushed heart’s pain
\nAnd her beautiful lips never smiled again:
\nAnd she bitterly wept where none could see,
\nShe wept for the past, ‘neath the old rim tree.<\/p>\n

She died. and they parted her golden hair,
\nOn the pale cold face of death lay there;
\nAnd they buried her where she loved best to be,
\nOn the green, messy bank, by the old elm tree.<\/p>\n

Laura, dear Laura, my heart’s first love,
\nWe’ll meet in that happy land above;
\nNo place on earth is so dear to me,
\nAs the green-growing grave, ‘neath the old elm tree.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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