Lily in the garden O my O
Lily in the garden lay
Thistle and thorn they broke my fall
When I stumbled in the ditch that day
I lay my head upon the earth heard mother say
Tread softly on me boy you'll need me 'til the end of days
There's fire on the mountain fire in the sky
Turning all the blue to black
There's ash in the lungs of the old and young
Mother bring the good days back
How could I take from her so foolishly?
We cursed the air and earth mother I can hardly breath
Heather on the hillside O my O
Heather on the hillside high
The rock and the gorse and the old dark horse
Out where the finches fly
Where do the rivers run? where do the rivers flow?
We're all going to die of thirst if we don't know where the rivers go
Oak in the forest O my O
Oak in the forest Old
But they won't last not the pine or the ash
If we don't heed what we're told
Ice and snow harden the earth the flames lick the sky
But I don't want to go right now mother I don't want to die
Lily in the garden O my O
Lily in the garden lay
Thistle and thorn they broke my fall
When I stumbled in the ditch that day