Come over the hill, my bonnie Irish lad Come over the hill to your darling You choose the road love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true love forever Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne, But my love is fairer than any 'Twas down by Killarney's green wood that we strayed The moon and the stars, they were shining The moon shown it's rays on her locks of golden hair And she swore she'd be my love forever It's not for the parting that my sister pains It's not for the grief of my mother It's all for the loss of my bonnie Irish lass That my heart is breaking forever Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows Fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne, But my love is fairer than any Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne, But my love is fairer than any