Sweet Alpine Roses - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SWEET ALPINE ROSES. Copyright, 1884, by J. F. Martindale. 
Sweet Alpine roses, treasures so dear, Emblems of her love, pure as heav'n above; All that is left my sad life to cheer. Bringing back her smile, gentle as the dove! Lonely I roam o'er the mountain side, Dreaming of her once so dear. And as I pluck the sweet Alpine rose, I bathe it with many a tear. 
Chorus. Sweet Alpine roses, treasures so dear. Emblems of her love, pure as heav'n above; All that is left my sad life to cheer, Bringing back her smile, gentle as the dovet 
Last year in Spring-time They laid her 'neath the ground, Where Alpine roses blossom Above her lonely mound; And ev'ry day in Summer I climb the mountain high, To pluck sweet Alpine roses. And plant with many a sigh!-Chorus,