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A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for Where The Wild Roses Grow. Nick's song is available.

I was a wee thing, I heard my mother say
That I was meant for rambling and would easy go
And before that I would work, I would rather and play
With my on the banks of red roses

On the of red roses, my love and I sat down
He out his tuning box to play his love a tune
In the of the tune, his love got up and cried
Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny, would you me?

So they walked and they talked until came upon a cave
Where the night before her darling had digging on her grave
Aye, the night her darling had spent digging on her grave
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of red

Oh no, oh no, cried she, that grave's not for me
Yes, oh yes, my darling, your bridal bed shall be
Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bed shall be
And made her to lie down on red roses

And all on his way homeward, his heart was with fear
Every maid he upon, he thought it was his dear
Yes, maid he came upon, he thought it was his dear
Who he made to lie on red roses