Red Is the Rose

Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
 And 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 bonnie 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
 Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
 And fair is the lily of the valley
 Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
 But my love is fairer than any
 'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
 The moon and the stars they were shining
 The moon shone its rays on his locks of golden hair
 And he swore he'd be my love forever
 Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah, ah, ah, ah-ah
 It's not for the parting that my sister grieves
 It's not for the loss of our mother
 It's all for the loss of my bonny Irish lad
 That my heart is breaking forever
 Red is the rose that 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
 My love is fairer than any