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 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 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 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 lass That my heart is breaking 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 My love is fairer than any My love is fairer than any