The Ink Spots

 History goes back to 1899 but not charted in the Top 110 since 1937, when Jan
 Garber hit # 19 with it.
 Written by Chauncey Olcott


 My wild Irish rose
 The sweetest flow'r that grows
 You may search everywhere
 Bu there's none can compare
 With my wild Irish rose

 My wild Irish rose
 The sweetest flow'r that grows
 Some day for my sake
 She may let take
 The bloom from my wild Irish rose

 MONOLOGUE:  Wild, wild Irish rose.  I'm tellin' ya it's the sweetest flower that
 EVER grows.  *She may let me take   and there's none can compare *, with my
 wild, that good ole wild, wild Irish rose.  Honey chile, I'm talkin' 'bout that wild Irish
 rose.  It's the sweetest flower that grows.  And some day for MY sake, honey lamb,
 I hope you'll let me take just one little bloom from my wild, wild Irish rose.

 My wild Irish rose
 The sweetest flow'r that grows
 Some day for my sake
 She may let take
 The bloom from my wild Irish rose



 TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: * I think the monologist may have messed up here but it
 IS what he says