Sweet Rose Of allandale (WALTZ) 
Oh the sky was clear the morn was fair Not a breath came over the sea When Mary left her highland home And wandered forth with me Though flowers decked the mountainside And fragrance filled the air By far the sweetest flower there Was my rose of allandale 
Sweet rose of allandale S weet rose of allandale By far the sweetest flower there was my rose of allandale (Wait) 
Where ere I wander east and to west And fate began to lower A solace still she was to me In sorrows lonely hour Though tempest wreck my lonely barge And rent the quivering sail One maiden warm withstood the storm My rose of allandale......... 
Chorus (wait) 
And when my feeble lips were parched On Africas burning sands She whispered hopes of happiness And tales of foreign lands My life has been a wilderness Unblessed by fortunes gales Had fate not linked my lot to he The rose of allandale 
Chorus x 2 + last line slow  

Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk