Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Gardener, artist - Offa Rex. Date of issue: 13.07.2017
Song language: English
The Gardener |
| Proud Margret stood at her father’s doorway |
| As straight as willow wand |
| And by there came a gardener bold |
| With red rose in his hand, his hand |
| With red rose in his hand |
| You shall have my rose, fair maiden |
| If you give your flower to me |
| Among the flowers in your father’s garden |
| I’ll make a gown for thee, for thee |
| I’ll make a gown for thee |
| And it shall be of sweet smelling thyme |
| Your apron celandine |
| Your petticoat of the chamomile |
| Come kiss sweetheart and join, and join |
| Come kiss sweetheart and join |
| Your glove shall be of the clover flower |
| Your shoes of the rue so fine |
| I’ll line them with the cornflower blue |
| So join your love with mine, with mine |
| So join your love with mine |
| Since you have made a gown for me |
| Among the summer flowers |
| So I will make a suit for thee |
| Among the winter showers, the showers |
| Among the winter showers |
| The milk-white snow will be your shirt |
| That lies your body next |
| And the night-black rain will be your coat |
| With the wind gale at your breast, your breast |
| With the wind gale at your breast |
| The horse that you shall ride upon |
| Will be of the wintry grey |
| And every time that you pass by |
| I’ll wish you were away, away |
| I’ll wish you were away |