David Mallett - Red red rose

^CYou may ^Gwonder, ^Fif you ^Cknow me, ^FYou may ^CC wonder, ^Dmif I ^Gcare. ^COr if I'll ^Gleave you, ^Fsad and ^Clonely, ^FOr if I'll ^Calways, ^Dmbe right ^Gthere.

^FBut there's no ^Gneed, ^Cfor doubt now ^Fdarling, ^C'Cause I have ^Dmcome to ^Fknow...^Goh. ^CThis love of ^Gours, ^Fis no common ^Cflower, This ^Flove is like a ^Gred, red, ^Crose.

^CAnd you may ^Gwonder, ^Fabout this ^Cdreamer, ^FIf he's ^Call, ^Dmyou thought he'd ^Gbe. ^COr if ^Gany, ^Fthing but ^Csomeday, ^FEver comes, ^Cfrom ^Dmloving ^Gme.

^FBut hold me ^Gclose, ^Cand tell me ^Fdarling, ^CThat you have ^Dmcome to ^Fknow...^Goh. ^CThis love I ^Gbring you, ^Fis no common ^Cthing you know, This ^Flove is like a ^Gred, red, ^Crose.

^EbWhen you're all caught up in sweet sur^Bbrender, ^FSimple truth is sometimes hard to ^Bbsee. ^EbBut here between the tough times and the ^Bbtender, ^CIt all comes down to you and ^Fme...^Ge.

^CAnd you may ^Gsee my, ^Fheart of ^Cdarkness, ^FWe may ^Cstumble, ^Dmnow and a^Ggain. ^CBut under^Gneath this, ^Fheart of ^Cdarkness, ^FThere's a heart that's ^Cloving you, ^Dmright 'till the ^Gend.

^FSo hold me ^Gclose, ^Ccome hold me ^Fdarling, ^C'Cause I want ^Dmyou to ^Fknow...^Goh. ^CThis love of ^Gours, ^Fis no common ^Cflower you know, This ^Flove is like a ^Gred, red, ^Crose.