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Olcott Chauncey
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My Wild Irish Rose
If you listen, I'll sing you a sweet little song Of a flower that's now drooped and dead, Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates Tho' each holds aloft its proud head. T'was given to me by a girl that I know, Since we've met, faith, I've known no repose, She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star, And I call her my wild Irish Rose.
Refrain:
My wild Irish Rose, The sweetest flow'r that grows, You may search ev'rywhere But none can compare With my wild Irish Rose. 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 My wild Irish Rose, The dearest flow'r that grows And some day for my sake, she may let me take The bloom from my wild Irish Rose.
They may sing of their roses which, by other names, Would smell just as sweetly, they say, But I know that my Rose would never consent To have that sweet name taken away. Her glances are shy whene'er I pass by The bower, where my true love grows; And my one wish has been that some day I may win The heart of my wild Irish Rose.
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