F Bb F
If you listen I’ll sing you a sweet little song
G7 C
Of a flower that’s now drooped and dead
F Bb F
Yet dearer to me yes than all of its mates
C F
Though each holds aloft its proud head
Bb F
Twas given to me by a girl that I know
G C
Since we’ve met faith I’ve known no repose
F Bb F
She is dearer by far than the world’s brightest star
C F
And I call her my wild Irish Rose
F C F Bb C F
My wild Irish Rose the sweetest flow’r that grows
Bb F Bb F
You may search everywhere but none can compare
G7 C
With my wild Irish Rose
F C F Bb C F
My wild Irish Rose the dearest flow’r that grows
Bb F Bb F
And some day for my sake she may let me take
G7 C F
The bloom from my wild Irish Rose
F Bb F
They may sing of their roses which by other names
G7 C
Would smell just as sweetly they say
F Bb F
But I know that my Rose would never consent
C F
To have that sweet name taken away
Bb F
Her glances are shy when e’er I pass by
G7 C
The bow’r where my true lo - ove grows
F Bb F
And my one wish has been that someday I may win
C F
The heart of my wild Irish Rose
F C F Bb C F
My wild Irish Rose the sweetest flow’r that grows
Bb F Bb F
You may search everywhere but none can compare
G7 C
With my wild Irish Rose
F C F Bb C F
My wild Irish Rose the dearest flow’r that grows
Bb F Bb F
And some day for my sake she may let me take
G7 C F
The bloom from my wild Irish Rose