On The Banks Of Trilliums

Verso 1: On the banks of trilliums my lovin’ I did lay and I took out my guitar and a tune for her I’d play In the middle of a tune, I stopped and I did say, Oh Misha oh Misha would you leave me? Verso 2: Oh when you were a girl, did you hear your father say that he’d rather see you dead than buried in the clay Sooner than be married to any runaway by the lovely sweet banks of trillium Verso 3: Oh Misha I’m no runaway, and soon I’ll let them know I can take the good hard work, and never will I go For the music doesn’t need me, at another shallow show, no day will I go roving to another Verso 4: I should leave it all behind, never to return again, for the cities they won’t mind, and I’ve nothing for to say And I’m not true love, we’ll sit and we will play, on the lovelyyyyy sweet banks of trillium Outro Farther along we’ll, know more about it Farther along we’ll, understand why Cheer up my brother, live in the sunshine We’ll understand it, all by and by