Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rose of Allendale, artist - Barleycorn. Date of issue: 31.03.2014
Song language: English
Rose of Allendale |
| The moon was bright, the night was clear |
| No breeze came over the sea |
| When Mary left her highland home |
| And wandered forth with me |
| The flowers be-decked the mountainside |
| And fragrance filled the vale |
| But by far the sweetest flower there |
| Was the Rose of Allendale |
| Oh the Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| By far the sweetest flower there |
| Was the Rose of Allendale |
| Where e’er I wandered east or west |
| Though fate began to lour |
| A solace still was she to me |
| In sorrow’s lonely hour |
| When tempests lashed our lonely barque |
| And rent her quivering sail |
| One maiden’s form withstood the storm |
| 'Twas the Rose of Allendale |
| Oh sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| One maiden’s form withstood the storm |
| 'Twas the Rose of Allendale |
| And when my fever’d lips were parched |
| On Afric’s burning sands |
| She whispered hopes of happiness |
| And tales of distant lands |
| My life has been a wilderness |
| Unblessed by fortune’s wheel |
| Had fate not linked my love to hers |
| The Rose of Allendale |
| Oh sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Had fate not linked my love to hers |
| The Rose of Allendale The moon was bright, the night was clear |
| No breeze came over the sea |
| When Mary left her highland home |
| And wandered forth with me |
| The flowers be-decked the mountainside |
| And fragrance filled the vale |
| But by far the sweetest flower there |
| Was the Rose of Allendale |
| Oh the Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| By far the sweetest flower there |
| Was the Rose of Allendale |
| Where e’er I wandered east or west |
| Though fate began to lour |
| A solace still was she to me |
| In sorrow’s lonely hour |
| When tempests lashed our lonely barque |
| And rent her quivering sail |
| One maiden’s form withstood the storm |
| 'Twas the Rose of Allendale |
| Oh sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| One maiden’s form withstood the storm |
| 'Twas the Rose of Allendale |
| And when my fever’d lips were parched |
| On Afric’s burning sands |
| She whispered hopes of happiness |
| And tales of distant lands |
| My life has been a wilderness |
| Unblessed by fortune’s wheel |
| Had fate not linked my love to hers |
| The Rose of Allendale |
| Oh sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Had fate not linked my love to hers |
| The Rose of Allendale The moon was bright, the night was clear |
| No breeze came over the sea |
| When Mary left her highland home |
| And wandered forth with me |
| The flowers be-decked the mountainside |
| And fragrance filled the vale |
| But by far the sweetest flower there |
| Was the Rose of Allendale |
| Oh the Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| By far the sweetest flower there |
| Was the Rose of Allendale |
| Where e’er I wandered east or west |
| Though fate began to lour |
| A solace still was she to me |
| In sorrow’s lonely hour |
| When tempests lashed our lonely barque |
| And rent her quivering sail |
| One maiden’s form withstood the storm |
| 'Twas the Rose of Allendale |
| Oh sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| One maiden’s form withstood the storm |
| 'Twas the Rose of Allendale |
| And when my fever’d lips were parched |
| On Afric’s burning sands |
| She whispered hopes of happiness |
| And tales of distant lands |
| My life has been a wilderness |
| Unblessed by fortune’s wheel |
| Had fate not linked my love to hers |
| The Rose of Allendale |
| Oh sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Sweet Rose of Allendale |
| Had fate not linked my love to hers |
| The Rose of Allendale |