Letra de I Wish My Love Was A Red Red Rose

I wish my love was a red, red rose growing in yon garden fairAnd I to be the gardener, of her I would take careThere's not a month throughout the year, that my love I'd renewI'd garnish her with flowers fine, sweet William, Thyme and RueI wish I was a butterfly, I'd light on my love's breastAnd if I was a blue cuckoo, I'd sing my love to restAnd if I was a nightingale, I'd sing the daylight clearI'd sit and sing for you, Molly, for once I loved you dearI wish I was in Dublin town and seated on the grassIn my right hand, a jug of punch, and on my knee, a lassI'd call for liquor freely and I'd pay before I'd goI'd roll my Molly in my arms, let the wind blow high or low