Mr. John Lee knew about your family 

You came when I was lonesome 

In the fairest of the spring 

But I did not care for your wedding ring 

But I did care for Marie 



Farewell, my sweet 

Bowled you off and took me 

How my hair was a raven 

And my eyes were shining bright 

But I did not love you quite as well 

As your darling loving wife 



But every time that you see 

Your Velveteen Rose 

Then think of how you once called me 

Your Velveteen Rose 



Mr. John Lee 

'Twas an act that you told me 

The burning thoughts you harboured me 

The sheriff found your sweet Marie 

Floating by the river weeds 

In the fields of green 



But every time that you see 

Your Velveteen Rose 

Then think of how you once called me 

Your Velveteen Rose