Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Flowers Are Red
| Am |
Well a | little boy went first day to school |
He got his crayons and he started to draw.
He put colours all over the paper
Because colours were what he saw.
| G | Em |
And the | teacher said What you | doing young man? |
| G | Em |
I'm painting | flowers, he | said. |
| G | Em |
She said It's | not the time for | art young man |
| G | Am | G |
And | anyway flowers are | green and | red. |
| Am |
There's a | time for everything young man |
And a way things should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
| G |
Because you're not the only | one, she said |
Chorus 1
C | G | C | C | G | C |
Flow | ers are | red, young man, | green | leaves are | green |
| G | C |
There's no need to | see flowers | any other way |
| G | C |
Than the way they | always | have been seen |
C |
But the little boy said... |
| C | F | C |
There are | so many colours in the | rain | bow |
| G |
So many colours in the | morning sun |
C | F | C | G | C |
So many colours in the | flowers and | I see | every | one |
| Am |
Well the | teacher said You're a nutty boy |
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
| G |
So repeat this after | me, she said |
Repeat Chorus 1
| Am |
Well the | teacher put him in a corner |
She said It's for your own good.
And you don't come out until you get it right
And you responding like you should.
G | Em |
Finally he got | lonely |
| G | Em |
Frightened | thoughts filled his | head. |
G | Em |
He went to the | teacher |
| G | Am | G |
And | this is | what he | said |
Chorus 2
C | G7 | C |
green | leaves are | green |
| G7 | C |
There's no need to | see flowers | any other way |
| G7 | C |
Than the way they | always | have been seen |
Am |
Time went by like it always does |
They moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
This is what he found
| G | Em |
He found the | teacher there was | smiling |
| G | Em |
She said | Painting should be | fun |
| G | Em |
And there are | so many colours in the | flowers |
| G | Am | G |
So | let's paint | every | one |
| Am |
But the | little boy painted flowers |
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
Repeat Chorus 2
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