Green Grow the Rushes

I'll sing you one ho---
Green grow the rushes. oh, what is your one ho---
One in one and all alone and ever more shall be it so.
Two, two lily white boys, clothed and all in green ho.
Three, three the rivals
Four for the gospel makers
Five for the cymbals at your door
Six for the six proud walkers
Seven for the seven stars in the sky
Eight for the April rainers
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Ten for the ten commandments
Eleven for the eleven that went to Heaven
Twelve for the twelve apostles.