Mary Black - Rose Of Allendale lyrics

Oh, time was still, the morning was there

No breeze came over the sea

When Mary left her highland home

And wandered forth with me

All flowers decked the mountainside

And fragrance filled the vale

By far the sweetest flower there

Was the Rose of Allendale

Sweet Rose of Allendale

Sweet Rose of Allendale

By far the sweetest flower there

Was the Rose of Allendale

Where e'er I wandered east or west

And fate began to lour

A solace still was she to me

In sorrow's lonely hour

Oh, tempests lashed my lonely barque

And they rent the quivering sail

One maiden's form withstood the storm

'Twas the Rose of Allendale

Sweet Rose of Allendale

Sweet Rose of Allendale

One maiden's form withstood the storm

'Twas the Rose of Allendale

And when my fever'd lips were parched

On Afric's burning sands

She whispered hopes of happiness

And tales of foreign lands

My life has been a wilderness

Unblessed by fortune's gain

Had fate not linked my love to hers

Sweet Rose of Allendale

Sweet Rose of Allendale

Sweet Rose of Allendale

Had fate not linked my love to hers

Sweet Rose of Allendale