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
'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
The Moon and the stars they were shining
The Moon shone its rays on his locks of golden hair
And he swore he'd be my love forever
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
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 handsome Irish lass
That my heart is breaking forever
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
My love is fairer than any
My love is fairer than any
