I Wish My Love Was a Red Red Rose

I wish my love was a red, red rose

Growing in yon garden 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 to daylight clear

I'd sit and sing with you my Mollie

For once I loved you dear

I wish I was in Dublin town

And sitted 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 money in my arms

Let the wind blow high or low