My Wild Irish Rose

[Verse 1]

If you listen I'll sing you a sweet little song

of a flower that now droops and fades

Yet dear Rosalie it's the end and all of it's made

Though it holds a lost it's proud head

To all she will to me by a girl that I know

Since we've met face I've known no revolt

She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star

And I call her my wild Irish rose

[Chorus]

My wild Irish rose

the sweetest flower that blooms

You may search everywhere but none can compare

with my wild Irish rose

My wild Irish rose the dearest flower that blooms

And some day for my sake she may let me take

the bloom from my wild Irish rose