Lyrics Jonatha Brooke

Jonatha Brooke

My Flowers Grow Green

My flowers grow green

So pretty to see;

My true love has promised to come back to me;

He promised to stay

For a lifetime through

And change my sad flowers to the red white and blue.

He held me and kist me

And swore he'd be mine

When he came back last trip from the deep salty brine

It was on that sweet morning

That I told him I cared;

And a bouquet of new hope he tied in my hair.

My roses of summer,

My violets for spring;

Forgetmenots bloomed round my cheeks like a ring;

Buttercups and daisies

Peeping so shy;

Nobody can love you as dearly as I.

My pinks and my phlox,

And my four o'clocks all;

Love vines are climbing my high garden wall;

My flowers brought you

From across that sad sea;

You'll never kiss another one pretty as me.

My flowers brought you

From across that sad sea

You'll never kiss another, prettier than me