The Dubliners - Banks of the Roses lyrics

On the banks of the Roses me
Love and I sat down
And I took out me fiddle for
To play me love a tune
And in the middle of the tune-o
She smiled and she said:
"Ere Johnny, lovely Johnny won't ya leave me"

When I was a young one I heard 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

Well then I am no runaway and
Soon I'll let them know
That I can take a bottle
Or can leave it alone
And if her daddy doesn't like it he
Can keep his daughter at home
And young Johnny will go rovin' with another

And when I get married t'will be
In the month of May
When the leaves they are green and
The meadows they are gay
And me and me true love we'll
Sit and sport and play
By the lovely sweet banks of the roses