Hear my voice and listen well 
And a story I will tell
How duty brought a broken heart
And why a love so strong must fall apart

She was lovely, she was fine
Daughter of a royal line
He, no equal, but for them 
It mattered little for they were in love

Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun
Rose of England, have a care for 
Where the thorn is there the blood will run

Oh, my heart, oh, my heart

Through the summer days and nights 
Stolen kisses and delights
Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams 
With all emotions that true love can bring

But black of mourning came one day 
When her sister passed away
And many said on bended knee
She has gone and you must be our Queen

Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun
Rose of England, have a care for 
Where the thorn is there the blood will run

Oh, my heart, oh, my heart

To the abbey she did ride
With her lover by her side
When they heard the church bells ring
She was Queen and one day, he'd be King

But men of malice, men of hate
Protesting to her chambers, came
"A foreign prince will have your hand
For he'll bring peace and riches to our land"

She said, "Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love?
Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?"

And so with heavy weight of life 
She kissed her lover one last time
"This land I wed and no man comes for
If I cannot have you, I'll have none?"

Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun
Rose of England have a care for 
Where the thorn is there the blood will run

Oh, my heart, oh, my heart