Red is the Rose

9 Red is the Rose

Red is the rose in yonder garden grows

And fair is the lily of the valley

And clear is the water that flows from the Boyne

But my love is fairer than any

Come over the hill, my handsome Irish lad

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

''Twas down by Killarney in green woods that I did stray

The moon and the stars they were shining

The moon shone its rays on his locks of golden waves

And he swore he'd be my love forever

Red is the rose in yonder garden grows

And fair is the lily of the valley

And clear is the water that flows from the Boyne

But my love is fairer than any

''Twas not for the parting with my sister Kate

''Twas not for the grief of my mother

It’s all for the loss of my handsome Irish lad

Now my heart is broken forever

Red is the rose in yonder garden grows

And fair is the lily of the valley

And clear is the water that flows from the Boyne

But my love is fairer than any