SONG OF THE FLOWER Lyrics

When the hurt shall bring you woe,

God made the healing herb to grow

A bloom on the tree

When the apples are ripe

Means the end

Of somebody's life

Ash when green

Is fuel for a Queen

The Michaelmas daisy

Among dead leaves

Blooms for St. Micheal's

Valorous deeds

In dock, out nettle,

Don't let the blood settle

Elder tree, Elder tree,

Crocked, wrong
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Never straight

And never strong

Never bush

And never tree,

Since our Lord

Was nailed to thee

Under a thron,

Our saviour was born

If the sagebrush

Thrives and grows,

The master's not master

-and he knows!

St. Agnes, that's to lovers kind,

Come ease the trouble of my mind

Elm dogrieve, Oak do hate

Willow do walk; If you travels late