Wild Irish Rose

In a field by a river

My love and I did lie

And on my naked shoulder

She too proud to cry



She said that I must leave her

An icy tear she froze

How could I melt the heart

Of a wild Irish rose



Well a gypsy she has made of me

A servant of the street

And back to bed I've traveled

To taste a love as sweet



Well the heart it knows no reasons

And reason never knows

As I lie with them I'm thinking

Of a wild Irish rose



Well I saw the city of angels

It brought a devil out in me

And Hell's hotel on sunset

Showed a whore no mercy



As the orange sky was screaming

From the roof I let her go

These are the dizzying heights that brought me

My wild Irish rose



Now red is the rose

That she laid on my grave

A life is what she wanted

And a life I surely gave



Like a hundred men before me

They lay lying here in rows

Young men, bloody

As a wild Irish rose