Red Is The Rose - John Whelan, Oscar Lopez, Jerry O'Sullivan

Come over the hills my handsome Irish lad

Come over the hills to your darling

You choose the road love, and I’ll make a vow

That I’ll be your true love forever

Red is the rose by 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

Down by Killarney’s green woods we did stray

The moon and the stars they were shining

The moon shone it’s rays on his locks of golden hair

And he swore he’d be my love forever

Red is the rose by 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

It’s not for the parting that my sister pains

It’s 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 by 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