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?"
Aah Aah Aah, Aah Aah Aah
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
Oh oh oh, Oh oh oh