I'd pluck a fair rose for my love, I'd pluck a red rose blowin' Love's in my heart a-tryin' so to prove What your heart's knowin' I'd pluck a finger on a thorn, I'd pluck a finger bleedin' Red is my heart, a-wounded and forlorn And your heart needin' I'd hold a finger to my tongue, I'd hold a finger waitin' My heart is sore until it's joined in song With your heart, mate, in My heart is sore until it's joined in song With your heart, mate, in
