Red is the Rose

Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass
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 are the waters that flow 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 her locks of golden hair
And she swore she'd be my love forever


'Tis not for the parting that my sister pains
'Tis not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my bonnie Irish lass
That my heart is breaking forever


the Scottish version