Come over the hills
My bonny Irish lad
Come over the hills
To your darling
You choose the rose now
I'll make the vow
And I'll be your true love forever
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
'Twas down by Killarneys green woods that we strayed
When 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
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
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
But my love is fairer than any
Deireadh

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