I wish I was a red rosey bush
Like the banks of the sea
And every time my true love would pass by
She could pick a rose out of me
I wish I was in some lonesome hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
If your heart belongs to another
Then it can't ever be mine
I wish I had a golden box
To keep my true love in
I'd take her out, and I'd kiss her twice
Then I'd put her back again
I wish I was a red rosey bush
Like the banks of the sea
And every time my true love would pass by
She could pick a rose out of me
She could pick a rose out of me