When I was just a lad of ten
My father said to me
"Come here and take a lesson
from the lovely Lemon Tree.
Don't put your faith in love, my boy!"
My father said to me
"I fear you'll find that love is
like the lovely Lemon Tree."
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Lemon Tree very pretty
And the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon
is impossible to eat (x2)
One day beneath the Lemon Tree
My love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled
The stars rose in the sky
We passed that summer lost in love,
beneath the Lemon Tree
The music of her laughter
hid my father's words from me
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One day she left without a word
She took away the sun
And in the dark she'd left behind
I knew what she had done
She'd left me for another
It's a common tale but true
A sadder man, but wiser now
I sing these words to you
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