| lyric | 1. Oh a sober black shawl it hides her body entirely
Touched by the sun and the salt spray of the sea
But dow in the dakrness a pale hand so lovely
Carries a rch bunch of red roses for me.
2. A sober black shawl hides her body entirely,
Touched by the sun and the salt spray of the sea,
But down in the darkness a pale hand so lovely,
Carries a rich bunch of red roses for me.
3. No arrogant gem is enthroned on her forehead,
Nor hangs from a white ear for all men to see,
But down in the depths of her bosom so pearly,
She carries a rich bunch of red roses for me.
4. Her petticoat simple, her feet are both bare,
And all that she owns is both neat and scanty,
But there in the deep her eyes are explaining
That she carries a rich bunch of red roses for me. |