Nathan Carter - Banks of the roses

On the ba^Cnks of the roses my l^Gove and I sat d^Cown. And ^FI took out my fid^Cdle for to p^Glay my love a t^Cune, In the mi^Fddle of the t^Cune, me boy, she sm^Giled and she s^Amaid, Oh Jo^Chnny, lovely Jo^Fhnny don't you le^Gave ^Cme.

When ^CI was a young lad I h^Geard me father ^Csay, That h^Fe'd rather s^Cee me dead,and bu^Gried in the c^Clay, So^Foner than be mar^Cried to a^Gny run a^Amway, By the lo^Cvely sweet ba^Fnks of the r^Gos^Ces.

^COn the banks of the r^Goses my love an^Cd I sat down. And ^FI took out my fid^Cdle for to p^Glay my love a t^Cune, In the mi^Fddle of the t^Cune, me boy, she sm^Giled and she s^Amaid, Oh Jo^Chnny, lovely Jo^Fhnny don't you le^Gave ^Cme.

Well now ^CI am no run away and s^Goon I'll have you k^Cnow, That ^FI can take the bo^Cttle, or I can le^Gave it al^Cone, And if her da^Fddy doesn't l^Cike it, he can k^Geep his daughter h^Amome, And young Jo^Chnny will go ro^Fving with a^Gnoth^Cer.

^COn the banks of the r^Goses my love an^Cd I sat down. And ^FI took out my fid^Cdle for to p^Glay my love a t^Cune, In the mi^Fddle of the t^Cune, me boy, she sm^Giled and she s^Amaid, Oh Jo^Chnny, lovely Jo^Fhnny don't you le^Gave ^Cme.

^CWhen I am married, 'twill be ^Gin the month of M^Cay, When the le^Faves they are gr^Ceen, and the me^Gadows they are g^Cay, And ^Fme and my true l^Cove will s^Git and sport and p^Amlay. By the lo^Cvely sweet ba^Fnks of the r^Gos^Ces.

^COn the banks of the r^Goses my love an^Cd I sat down. And ^FI took out my fid^Cdle for to p^Glay my love a t^Cune, In the mi^Fddle of the t^Cune, me boy, she sm^Giled and she s^Amaid, Oh Jo^Chnny, lovely Jo^Fhnny don't you le^Gave ^Cme.

Oh Jo^Chnny, lovely Jo^Fhnny don't you le^Gave ^Cme.