would easy go astray And before that I would work, I would rather sport and play With my Johnny on the banks of red roses On the banks of red roses
go astray And before that I would work, I would rather sport and play With my Johnny on the banks of red roses On the banks of red roses, my love and
On the banks of the roses, my love and I sat down And I took out my violin to play my love a tune In the middle of the tune, O she sighed and she said
I would rather sport and play It's before I would work, I would rather sport and play With my Johnny on the banks of red roses On the banks of red roses
me father say That he'd rather see me dead and buried in the clay Sooner than be married to any runaway By the lovely sweet banks of the roses On the Banks of the Roses
Translation: Clancy Brothers. Banks Of The Roses.
Translation: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. Banks Of The Roses (Traditional Version).
Translation: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. Banks Of The Roses.
Translation: Tears For Beers. Banks Of The Roses.
Ever after to be known as Izzy's Irish Rose Forever and ever and ever young Rosie Ann McKnowles Will be the queen of Orchard Street, Izzy's Irish rose
Come to the dinner gong the table is laden high Fat bellies and hungry little ones Tuck your napkins in and take your share Some get the gravy and some
of hoes galore give my girl a Newport 'cause she's smoking yours I'm the authority of model seniority they call me Les but they all need more of me. [Lloyd Banks
, we gettin' money Bank roll super-sized, whether rain, sleet, sunny Let the good times roll and the bottle keep coming My section in the club, Remy, Rose
the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on (Pusha T verse 1 I do hits for my go-getters, to my O flippers All my Rose moe sippers
the buildin' gettin' to the bar and buy a couple bottles of ciroc bottles of 'Tron, bottles of the Grand Ma yeah couple bottles of the Yac, bottles of the Rose
Lloyd Banks] Get it get it get it hot hot hot hot hot Get it get it get it hot hot hot hot hot Get it get it get it hot [50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)] Oh I
New York City You are now rocking with the best Lloyd Banks G-Unit We on fire up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too
We don't care what Mama don't allow here anymore Tiger tea, tiger gee, you my Tiger Rose Gently roll me, honey, while I sing your song On the bank where
