Mark Chapman - Blood Red Roses - текст песни (слова)

Our boots and clothes are all in pawn
 Go down, you blood red roses, Go down.
 And it's flamin' drafty 'round Cape Horn,
 Go down, you blood red roses, Go down.
 Oh, you pinks and posies,
 Go down, you blood red roses, Go down.
 
 My dear old mother said to me,
 Go down, you blood red roses, Go down.
 My dearest son, come home from sea.
 Go down, ...
 
 It's 'round Cape Horn we all must go,<
 Go down, you blood red roses, Go down.
 'Round Cape Horn in the frost and snow
 Go down, ...