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Rose, Rose, Ro-ose
Rose, Rose, Ro-ose
This is the last time
I'll walk into this garden
All alone without the one I love
'Cause today is the day
I'm gonna bring Rose back to stay
Oh, I've waited patiently
Now the time is right for me
So I'll reach down
Right to the ground
And pick a rose for my Rose
'Cause somehow I know she knows
This love deep in my heart is still alive
I'll pick a rose for my Rose
'Cause today I'm gonna go
And bring her back to be right by my side
Rose, Rose, Rose
Rose, Rose, Rose
Years ago when I was just a poor boy
And her weathly fam'ly didn't fancy me
So they sent my Rose away
To a far off lonely place
When it was time to leave
My Rose cried out to me, "Remember me"
That's why you see
I'll pick a rose for my Rose
'Cause somehow I know she knows
This love deep in my heart is still alive
I'll pick a rose for my Rose
'Cause today I'm gonna go
And bring her back to be right by my side
(Rose, Rose, Rose)
I'm comin' Rose
(Rose, Rose)
I'm comin' Rose
Now as I walk slowly from this garden
A train ticket held tightly in my hand
And somewhere patiently
My Rose is waiting there for me
I won't be alone
'Cause I'll bring my Rose back home
And be a ride for her surprise
I'll pick a rose for my Rose
'Cause today I'm gonna go
And bring her back to be right by my side
I'm comin' Rose
(Rose for my Rose)
I'm comin' Rose
(Somehow I know she knows)
Oh-ooh, this love deep in my heart is still alive
(Rose for my Rose)
Rose, Ro-ose, Ro-o-o-se
(Somehow I know she knows)
This love deep in my heart is still alive
Ooh-ooooooooooooh
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Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
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How pleasant to roam by the sunny Suir stream
To hear the birds sing
'Neath the morning sunbeam
Where the thrush and the robin
Their sweet notes entwine
On the banks of the Suir
That flows down by Mooncoin
Flow on lovely river, flow gently along
By your waters so pure
Sounds the lark's merry song
On your green banks I'll wander
Where first I did join
With you lovely Molly, the Rose of Mooncoin
My wild Irish rose
The sweetest flower that grows
You may search everywhere
But none can compare
With my wild Irish rose
My wild Irish rose
The sweetest flower that grows
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish rose
My wild Irish rose
The sweetest flower that grows
And some day for my sake
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish rose
My wild Irish rose
The sweetest flower that grows
And some day for my sake
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish rose
My lovely rose of Clare
You're the sweetest girl I know
You're the Queen of all the roses
Like the pretty flowers that grow
You are the sunshine of my life
So beautiful and fair
And I will always love you
My lovely rose of Clare
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlaBv4nNGiU&feature=related
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How sweet is to roam by the sunny Shure stream
And hear the doves coo 'neath the morning sunbeam
Where the thrush and the robin their sweet notes entwine
On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin.
Flow on, lovely river, flow gently along
By your waters so sweet sounds the lark's merry song
On your green banks I wander where first I did join
With you, lovely Molly, the rose of Mooncoin.
Oh Molly, dear Molly, it breaks my fond heart
To know that we two forever must part
I'll think of you Molly while sun and moon shine
On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin.
Then here's to the Shure with its valley so fair
As oftimes we wandered in the cool morning air
Where the roses are blooming and lilies entwine
On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin.
Flow on, lovely river, flow gently along
By your waters so sweet sounds the lark's merry song
On your green banks I wander where first I did join
With you, lovely Molly, the rose of Mooncoin.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uk1JoDgNY9s
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Roses are shining in Picardy. Do roses shine??
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