I wish my love
was a red, red rose
Growing in yourgarden fair
And I to be the gardener
Of her I would take care
There's not a month
throughout the year
but my love I'd renew
I'd garnish her with flowers fine
Sweet William, Thyme and Rue
I wish I was a butterfly
I'd light on my love's breast
And if I was a blue cuckoo
I'd sing my love to rest
And if I was a nightingale
I'd sing the daylight clear
I'd sit and sing with you Molly
For once I loved you dear
I wish I was in Dublin Town
And seated on the grass
In my right hand a jug of punch
And on my knee a lass
I'd call for liquor freely
And I'd pay before I'd go
I'd roll my Molly in my arms
Let the wind blow high or low
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