Painting the roses red



We're painting the roses red



We dare not stop



Or waste a drop



So let the paint be spread



We're painting the roses red



We're painting the roses red







Oh, painting the roses



And many a tear we shed



Because we know



They'll cease to grow



In fact, they'll soon be dead



And yet we go ahead



Painting the roses red







Painting the roses red



We're painting the roses red



Oh, pardon me



But Mister Three



Why must you paint them red?







Huh? Oh! Well, the fact is, Miss



We planted the white roses by mistake



And...







The Queen she likes 'em red



If she saw white instead



She'd raise a fuss



And each of us



Would quickly lose his head



Goodness!



Since this is the part we dread



We're painting the roses red







Oh, Dear! Then let me help you



Painting the roses red



We're painting the roses red



Don't tell the Queen what you have seen



Or say that's what we said



But we're painting the roses red



Yes, painting the roses red



Not pink



Not green



Not aquamarine



We're painting the roses red!