Tom Eure

Lyrics

Carving Tree
©Tom Eure/ BMI

On the path to MacLaren’s Well
A desperate young maiden was she
For she was to wed, but her heart was not led
To that of her husband to be

Her true love was the red haired lad
Cut their names in the Carving Tree
But her fate had been set, long before they had met
So their love it could never be

But with one... coin... into the well... make a wish and set it free
Throw just one… coin… into the well… and that wish will come to be

In sight of MacLaren’s Well
Filled with hope as big as the sea
That the one wish she’d make, she’d with luck change her fate
Betrothed she’d no longer be

For to him she could never wed
No never, not him, cried she
The match made she’d shun, it was true love or none
And that coin in her hand was the key

One... coin... into the well... make a wish and set it free
Throw just one… coin… into the well… and that wish will come to be

By the side of MacLaren’s Well
Made a wish that felt like a plea
Kissed the coin in her hand, threw it down and ran
Joined her love at the carving tree

From the night mist appeared her betrothed
An unholy meeting of three
One drew knife one drew sword, both drew blood, it did pour
Lone maid weeps, by the Carving Tree.

She threw one... coin... into the well… made a wish and set it free
Yes one… coin… into the well...but take heed what that wish my be
Take heed what that wish my be