Red is the rose

Red is the rose that grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows
But my love is fairer, fairer than any
Come over the hills my bonny Irish lass
Come over the hills my bonny lass
You can choose the road and I'll make a vow
And I'll be your love, your true love forever
Down by the green I was
Moon and the stars were shining
Moon shone its rays on us
And she swore she'd be my love forever
It's not for the parting that my sister cries
It's not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my Irish lass
That my heart is breaking forever
Red is the rose that grows
Red is the rose that grows
Red is the rose that grows
Red is the rose that grows