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Title
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Sweet rose in June
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Singer
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Hope, Charles Frederick
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
I'll harness my horses and go to the plough,
While darling Miss Katie sits milking her cow.
Then let it come early, come late, or come soon,
My love shall enjoy the sweet rose in June.
Verse 2
Miss Katie she carries the sweet milking pail;
Miss Katie she rests at every stile.
Then let it come early, come late, or come soon,
My love shall enjoy the sweet rose in June.
Verse 3
The roses are red, the roses are white,
There's none to compare with my own heart's delight.
Then let it come early, come late, or come soon,
My love shall enjoy the sweet rose in June.
Verse 4
Down in the green meadows I'll walk with Miss Kate,
Where cowslips are growing to make the milk sweet.
Then let it come early, come late, or come soon,
My love shall enjoy the sweet rose in June.
Verse 5
Then I'll go and cut down that old myrtle tree,
And build up a bower for my true love and me.
So let it come early, come late, or come soon,
My love shall enjoy the sweet rose in June.
