Dennis Day - My Wild Irish Rose Lyrics
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My Wild Irish Rose
My Wild Irish Rose Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For My Wild Irish Rose By Dennis Day?
If you'll listen, I'll sing you a sweet little song,
Of a flower that's now drooped and dead, Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates, Tho' each holds aloft its proud head. 'Twas given to me by a girl that I know, Since we've met, faith, I've known no repose, She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star, And I call her my wild Irish Rose. My wild Irish Rose, The sweetest flower that grows, You may search everywhere, But none can compare With my wild Irish Rose. My wild Irish Rose, The dearest flower 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 when e'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. My wild Irish Rose, The sweetest flower that grows, You may search everywhere, But none can compare With my wild Irish Rose. My wild Irish Rose, The dearest flower that grows, And some day for my sake, She may let me take The bloom from my wild Irish Rose. |
Who Wrote My Wild Irish Rose By Dennis Day?
Bagdasarian, Traditional
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What's The Duration Of The My Wild Irish Rose By Dennis Day?The duration of My Wild Irish Rose is 1:17 minutes and seconds. |
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