• Red is the rose

    Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
    Fair is the lily of the valley
    Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
    But my love is fairer than any

    Come over the hills my bonny Irish lass
    come over the hills to your darling
    You choose the rose love and I'll make the vow
    And I'll be your true love forever

    Chorus

    'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
    When the moon and the stars, they were shining
    The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair
    And she swore she'd be my love forever

    Chorus

    It's not for the parting that my sister grieves
    It's not for the loss of my mother
    It's all for the loss of my bonny Irish lass
    That my heart is breaking forever

    Red is the rose


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