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Banks of the Roses

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Banks of the Roses

Banks of the Roses

On the banks of the roses, my love and I sat down
And I took out my violin to play my love a tune
In the middle of the tune, O she sighed and she said
O Johnny, lovely Johnny, Would you leave me

O when I was a young man, I heard my father say
That he'd rather see me dead and buried in the clay
Sooner than be married to any runaway
By the lovely sweet banks of the roses

O then I am no runaway and soon I'll let them know
I can take a good glass or leave it alone
And the man that doesn't like me, he can keep
     his daughter home
And young Johnny will go roving with another

And if ever I get married, twill be in the month of May
When the leaves they are green and the meadows
     they are gay
And I and my true love can sit and sport and play
On the lovely sweet banks of the roses

DT #513

Note: in other versions he kills her.See DT 311
versions recorded by Redpath, Buffy Ste Marie, and Clancy Bros.
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