(Blue are the violets and red are the roses

But black was that cold wind that took him away)

We were so happy down here in the hollow together put violets and roses to bed

Then one day he left me and I couldn't follow

Alone with blue violets and roses of red

Blue are the violets and red are the roses

And warm were his kisses like sunshine in May

Blue are the violets and red are the roses

But black was that cold wind that took him away

[ steel ]

The violets and roses around still are growing

All tumbled together surrounding the shack

But over the meadow the cold wind's still blowing

And roses and violets will not bring him back

Blue are the violets...