Down in the garden where the red roses grow,
Oh my, I long to go!
Pluck me like a flower.
Cuddle me an hour.
Lovie, let me learn that Red Rose Rag.
Red leaves are fallin' in a rosy romance.
Bees hum. Come! Now's your chance;
Don't go huntin' possums;
Mingle with the blossoms
In that flowery, bowery dance.
Oh, honey moon, shine on in June,
And hear me croon this lovin' tune.
Trees and breezes cryin' and sighin' it;
Lovie let me learn that Red Rose Rag!
Sweet honey bee, be sweet to me.
My heart is free,
But here's the key:
Lock up the garden gate,
Honey you know I'll wait
Under the rambler rose tree.
Pick a pinky petal for your papa's pride,
Beg a burnin' blossom for your budding bride.
Woo me with that wonderful wiggle wag,
Tip to toes to tease me, and to tickle, too.
Do that dainty dance like Dandy doodle do.
Ring your Rosie 'round that Red Rose Rag.