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 off 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 (Like the banks of the sea)
And every time my true love would pass by
She could pick a rose off of me
She could pick a rose off of me