Garden Boy
Donnie Munro Lyrics


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You take me often to these shores
Stranger though you are
Wasted by the times, the brass, the bravery
A long long way from home
For France's broken frame
St. Valery's hollow ground lies near you.

It's only thorugh your letters home
Faded now by time
That I so late have come to know you
I feel the pain inside
You took great care to hide
From those who waited long for only sorrow.

And oh the truth
Could make us see
The waste that was to follow
For you are still
The Garden Boy
In St. Valery's broken hollow.

Now still your garden grows
On the home farms' wooded road
Where the heavy horses started out their day
Led by the man once proud
He despairs your distant shroud
Your young heart was the reason for his labours

And oh the truth
Could make us see
The wase that was to follow
For you are still




The Garden Boy
In St. Valery's broken hollow

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Donnie Munro's song, "Garden Boy," portray a sense of tragedy and loss. The song is addressed to a person who is described as a stranger and is taken often to these shores. The person is described as wasted, possibly due to the devastating effects of war, and is a long way from home, specifically France, which is suffering from a broken frame. The reference to St. Valery's hollow ground indicates that this person was likely a soldier who lost his life in battle. The persona of the song is only able to learn more about this individual through their faded letters, which reveal the pain that was hidden from those who awaited them back home.


The phrase, "the truth could make us see the waste that was to follow," suggests that this person's death and the tragedy that occurred was avoidable, and highlights the senselessness of war. The phrase, "the garden boy," creates a vivid image of a young person, possibly even still a child, who was tending to flowers or vegetables in a peaceful and serene environment. This image is juxtaposed with the harsh reality of war and serves to emphasize the loss of innocence that occurred.


In the final stanza, the chorus is repeated, emphasizing that even though this person is gone, their garden still grows on the home farms' wooded road. The reference to heavy horses and the man who once led them suggests a return to normalcy, but the sense of loss and despair remains. The persona of the song recognizes that this person's young heart was the reason for the man's labors, and the recognition of this lost potential is a painful reminder of what was taken away.


Line by Line Meaning

You take me often to these shores
You bring me to the beaches frequently


Stranger though you are
Even though we are not close


Wasted by the times, the brass, the bravery
Overcome by the passage of time, war, and courage


A long long way from home
Far away from our origins


For France's broken frame
Due to the destruction of France


St. Valery's hollow ground lies near you.
The battlegrounds of St. Valery are in close proximity to you


It's only thorugh your letters home
I only learned about your situation through your correspondence


Faded now by time
Now blurred or dulled as a consequence of time


That I so late have come to know you
That I have only come to understand you much later on


I feel the pain inside
I am aware of the hurt you experienced


You took great care to hide
You made an effort to conceal it


From those who waited long for only sorrow.
From those who had already anticipated nothing but sorrow


And oh the truth
The truth is


Could make us see
Has the power to make us understand


The waste that was to follow
The resulting destruction that was yet to come


For you are still
Because you remain


The Garden Boy
The young boy who worked in the garden


In St. Valery's broken hollow.
Living in the ruined hollow of St. Valery


Now still your garden grows
The garden you used to tend is still growing


On the home farms' wooded road
On the tree-lined road of the local farms


Where the heavy horses started out their day
Where the strong horses began their workday


Led by the man once proud
Guided by the man who was once very proud


He despairs your distant shroud
He laments the fact that you are far away and can't be seen clearly


Your young heart was the reason for his labours
He worked hard because of his affection for your youthful spirit




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