When I was just a girl of ten, my mother said to me, Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree. Don't put your faith in love, my girl, my mother said to me, I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree. Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, But the fruit of the wood lemon is impossible to eat. Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, But the fruit of the wood lemon is impossible to eat. One day beneath that lemon tree, my love and I did lie, A boy so nice that when he smiled, the stars rose in disguise. We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree, The music of his laughter hid my mother's words from me. Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, But the fruit of the wood lemon is impossible to eat. Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, But the fruit of the wood lemon is impossible to eat. One day he left without a word, he took away the sun, And in the midst of my despair, I knew what he had done. He'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true, A sadder girl but wiser now I sing these words to you. Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, But the fruit of the wood lemon is impossible to eat. Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, But the fruit of the wood lemon is impossible to eat. Lemon tree...