Sweet Rose Of allandale (WALTZ)
Oh the sky was clear the morn was fair
Not a breath came over the sea
When Mary left her highland home
And wandered forth with me
Though flowers decked the mountainside
And fragrance filled the air
By far the sweetest flower there
Was my rose of allandale
Sweet rose of allandale S
weet rose of allandale
By far the sweetest flower there
was my rose of allandale
(Wait)
Where ere I wander east and to west
And fate began to lower
A solace still she was to me
In sorrows lonely hour
Though tempest wreck my lonely barge
And rent the quivering sail
One maiden warm withstood the storm
My rose of allandale.........
Chorus (wait)
And when my feeble lips were parched
On Africas burning sands
She whispered hopes of happiness
And tales of foreign lands
My life has been a wilderness
Unblessed by fortunes gales
Had fate not linked my lot to he
The rose of allandale
Chorus x 2 + last line slow
