{t:Red is the Rose}
{st:Irish traditional}
{c:verse 1}
Come [C]over the [Am]hills, my [Dm]bonnie Irish [F]lass
[G]Come [C]over the [Am]hills to your [F]dar-[G]ling
You [F]choose the [Em]rose love, and [F]I'll make the [Am]vow
[G]And [C]I'll be your [Am]true love for-[Dm]ev-[G]-[C]er
{soc}
[C]Red is the [Am]rose that in [Dm]yonder garden [F]grows [G]
[C]Fair is the [Am]lily of the [F]val-[G]ley
[F]Clear is the [Em]water that [F]flows from the [Am]Boyne
[G]But [C]my love is [Am]fairer than [Dm]an-[G]-[C]y
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
'[C]Twas down by [Am]Killarney's [Dm]green woods we [F]strayed
[G]The [C]moon and the [Am]stars they were [F]shi-[G]ning
The [F]moon shone its [Em]rays on her [F]locks of golden [Am]hair
[G]She [C]swore she'd be [Am]my love for-[Dm]ev-[G]-[C]er
{soc}
[C]Red is the [Am]rose that in [Dm]yonder garden [F]grows [G]
[C]Fair is the [Am]lily of the [F]val-[G]ley
[F]Clear is the [Em]water that [F]flows from the [Am]Boyn
[G]But [C]my love is [Am]fairer than [Dm]an-[G]-[C]y
{eoc}
{c:verse 3}
It's [C]not for the [Am]parting that [Dm]my sister [F]pains
[G]It's [C]not for the [Am]grief of my [F]mo-[G]ther
'Tis [F]all for the [Em]loss of my [F]bonnie Irish [Am]lass
[G]That [C]my heart is [Am]breaking for-[Dm]ev-[G]-[C]er
{soc}
[C]Red is the [Am]rose that in [Dm]yonder garden [F]grows [G]
[C]Fair is the [Am]lily of the [F]val-[G]ley
[F]Clear is the [Em]water that [F]flows from the [Am]Boyne
[G]But [C]my love is [Am]fairer than [Dm]an-[G]-[C]↓y
{eoc}
