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Red Is The Rose
An "adapted" Irish love song originally from Scotland..
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» highest in charts: # 241 (59,645 songs currently listed in World)
» highest in sub-genre: # 18 (1,912 songs currently listed in World > Traditional Celtic)
» highest in sub-genre: # 18 (1,912 songs currently listed in World > Traditional Celtic)
About the song
A very pretty song.. sung beautifully by Dorothy.. "live" at Annie's.. we included the famous Scottish verse to our version.. backup vocals by John Muller.. special thanks to Annie for her awesome help wih our demo CD..
Our friend Don Cobert says this is an unusual Irish love song in that no one dies in it..
Picture of Loch courtesy of Flavour of Scotland
Our friend Don Cobert says this is an unusual Irish love song in that no one dies in it..
Picture of Loch courtesy of Flavour of Scotland
Lyrics
Chorus
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.
Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lad
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.
'Twas down by Killarney's 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 she'd be my love forever.
Chorus
It's not for the parting that my sister pains
It's not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my bonny Irish lad
That my heart is breaking forever.
Chorus
You take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ya
For me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond
Chorus
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.
Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lad
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.
'Twas down by Killarney's 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 she'd be my love forever.
Chorus
It's not for the parting that my sister pains
It's not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my bonny Irish lad
That my heart is breaking forever.
Chorus
You take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ya
For me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond
Chorus
