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Artist:Olcott Chauncey
Taken from the album Miscellaneous by Olcott Chauncey
Track:My Wild Irish Rose
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:If you listen, I'll sing you a sweet little song
Of a flower that's now drooped and
Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates
Tho' each holds aloft its proud
T'was given to me by a girl that I know,
Since we've met, faith, I've known no
She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star,
And I call her my wild Irish


My wild Irish Rose,
The sweetest flow'r that
You may search ev'rywhere
But none can compare
With my wild
Irish Rose.
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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