(Blue are the violets and red are the roses But black was that cold wind that took him away) We were so happy down here in the hollow together put violets and roses to bed Then one day he left me and I couldn't follow Alone with blue violets and roses of red Blue are the violets and red are the roses And warm were his kisses like sunshine in May Blue are the violets and red are the roses But black was that cold wind that took him away [ steel ] The violets and roses around still are growing All tumbled together surrounding the shack But over the meadow the cold wind's still blowing And roses and violets will not bring him back Blue are the violets...