A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for Where The Wild Roses Grow. Nick's song is also available.
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When I was a wee thing, I heard my mother say
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That I was meant for rambling and would easy go astray
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And before that I would work, I would rather sport and play
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With my Johnny on the banks of red roses
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On the banks of red roses, my love and I sat down
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He took out his tuning box to play his love a tune
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In the middle of the tune, his love got up and cried
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Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny, would you leave me?
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So they walked and they talked until they came upon a cave
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Where the night before her darling had spent digging on her grave
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Aye, the night before her darling had spent digging on her grave
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On the bonnie, bonnie banks of red roses
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Oh no, oh no, cried she, that grave's not meant for me
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Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bridal bed shall be
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Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bridal bed shall be
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And he's made her to lie down on red roses
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And all on his way homeward, his heart was filled with fear
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Every maid he came upon, he thought it was his dear
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Yes, every maid he came upon, he thought it was his dear
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Who he made to lie down on red roses
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Banks of the Roses
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| Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds |
