The Red Rosy Bush

I wish I was a red rosey bush Like the banks of the sea And every time my true love would pass by She could pick a rose off of me I wish I was in some lonesome hollow Where the sun don't ever shine If your heart belongs to another Then it can't ever be mine I wish I had a golden box To keep my true love in I'd take her out, and I'd kiss her twice Then I'd put her back again I wish I was a red rosey bush Like the banks of the sea (Like the banks of the sea) And every time my true love would pass by She could pick a rose off of me She could pick a rose off of me