I am a red, red rose, And in the summer time I grow Where every happy garden knows, A

I am a red, red rose, And in the summer time I grow Where every happy garden knows, And vernal airs around me blow. I redden in the sunshine red, And set the vernal airs aglow, And garlands for the happy dead, In summer time, red, red rose. I am a red, red rose, And in the summer time I grow Where every happy garden knows, And garlands for the happy dead, In summer time,