The Banks of Red Roses

Oh when I was a young girl I heard my mother say
That I was a foolish lass an easy led astray
And before I would work I would rather sport and play
With my Johnny on the banks of red roses

For he took her to his lodge and he treated her to tea
Saying, Drink my dearest Mary and come along with me
Saying, Drink my dearest Mary and come along with me
To the bonnie bonnie banks of red roses

On the banks of red roses my love and I sat down
And he pulled out his charum flute and played his lass a tune
In the middle of the tune his bonnie lassie cried
Oh Johnny lovely Johnny would you leave me

Then they walked and they talked till they came unto a cave
Where Johnny all the day had been digging up a grave
Where Johnny all the day had been digging up a grave
For to leave his lassie low among the roses

Then he pulled out a pair knife it was both long and sharp
And he plunged it right into his own dear Mary's heart
And he plunged it right into his own dear Mary's heart
And he left her lying low among the roses