Red roses

Are quite beautiful

In rows of ten

Or more

How they grow to be so wonderful?

Now that’s a secret

I cannot tell

For you will find

The roses were not always red

Red roses

Are quite beautiful

In rows of ten

Or more

Why ten you ask?

Why that is a secret

I cannot tell

For the lord will have me held

For my sins

Red roses

Aren’t they beautiful?

Growing beside

Ten rows of men

All dead

But wil...