Green Brooms
Sheet Music (and more information about this song)
There was a man and he lived in the east,
His trade, it was cutting down brooms, green brooms.
He had a son and his name was John,
And he stayed in bed until noon, 'til noon,
He stayed in bed until noon.
So the father arose and up to John goes.
He swore he would burn his room, gay room,
If he didn't rise and sharpen his knives,
And go down to the wood to cut brooms, green brooms,
And go down to the wood to cut brooms.
So Johnny went on down through the green wood,
'Til he came to a castle of fame, fame, fame.
He spied a fair maid and he stood at the gate,
Crying, "Fair maid, do you want any brooms, green brooms?
Fair maid, do you want any brooms?"
This lady, being up in her window so high,
She spied this young man so terribly neat.
She said to her maid, "Go down to the gate,
And call in this young man with his brooms, green brooms.
Call in this young man with his brooms."
So Johnny went into this castle so great,
And into this lady's room, gay room.
She gave him a chair and she bade him sit down,
Crying, "You're welcome, young man, with your brooms, green brooms,
You're welcome, young man, with your brooms."
They sent for the priest and married they were,
All in this lady's room, gay room.
So boys, will we drink? Or what do you think?
There is nothing like cutting down brooms, green brooms,
There's nothing like cutting down brooms.
Discography: Danú: Think before You Think
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