Come over the hills, my handsome Irish lad Come over the hills to your darling You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true love forever
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any
'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed When the moon and the stars they were shining The moon shone its rays on his locks of golden hair And he swore he'd be my love forever
It's not for the parting that my sister pains It's not for the grief of my mother 'Tis all for the loss of my handsome Irish lad Now my heart is broken forever.
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any