SHE IS WATCH-ING BY THE POP-LARS, COL-IN-ETTE WITH THE SEA-BLUE EYES,
          SHE IS WATCH-ING AND LONG-ING AND WAIT-ING,
             WHERE THE LONG WHITE ROAD-WAY LIES.
    AND A SONG STIRS IN THE SI-LENCE, AS THE WIND IN THE BOUGHS A-BOVE,
SHE LIS-TENS AND STARTS AND TREM-BLES, 'TIS THE FIRST LIT-TLE SONG OF LOVE:
 
 

   RO-SES ARE SHIN-ING IN PI-CAR-DY, IN THE HUSH OF THE SIL-VER DEW,
RO-SES ARE FLOW'R-ING IN PI-CAR-DY, BUT THERE'S NEV-ER A ROSE LIKE YOU!
         AND THE RO-SES WILL DIE WITH THE SUM-MER-TIME,
              AND OUR ROADS MAY BE FAR A-PART,
        BUT THERE'S ONE ROSE THAT DIES NOT IN PI-CAR-DY!
           'TIS THE ROSE THAT I KEEP IN MY HEART!

    AND THE YEARS FLY ON FOR EV-ER, TIL THE SHA-DOWS VEIL THEIR SKIES,
  BUT HE LOVES TO HOLD HER LIT-TLE HANDS,AND LOOK IN HER SEA-BLUE EYES.
AND SHE SEES THE ROAD BY THE POP-LARS, WHERE THEY MET IN THE BY-GONE YEARS,
                 FOR THE FIRST LIT-TLE SONG OF THE RO-SES
                    IS THE LAST LIT-TLE SONG SHE HEARS:
 

   RO-SES ARE SHIN-ING IN PI-CAR-DY, IN THE HUSH OF THE SIL-VER DEW,
RO-SES ARE FLOW'R-ING IN PI-CAR-DY, BUT THERE'S NEV-ER A ROSE LIKE YOU!
          AND THE RO-SES WILL DIE WITH THE SUM-MER-TIME,
                AND OUR ROADS MAY BE FAR A-PART,
        BUT THERE'S ONE ROSE THAT DIES NOT IN PI-CAR-DY!
            'TIS THE ROSE THAT I KEEP IN MY HEART!