The rose is white, the rose is red
The rose is in my garden
I would not part with my sweetheart
For tuppence, ha'penny, farden
The rose is red, the grass is green
God serve Queen Bess, our noble queen
Kitty, the spinner, sat down to dinner
And ate the leg of a frog
All the good people look over the steeple
And see the cat play with the dog
Roses red and violets blue
Honey is sweet and so are you
Thou art my love and I am thine
I drew thee to my Valentine
Lots were cast and then I drew
Fortune said it must be you
The rose is white, the rose is red
The rose is in my garden
I would not part with my sweetheart
For tuppence, ha'penny, farden
