There's a
pretty little garden plot,
and what a spot for love.
A perfect paradise for two.
In this little rosy rendezvous,
since you have said adieu.
The roses red are turning blue
Every day when you're away
All the little red roses
get the blues for you
Violets send their regrets
When the little red roses
get the blues for you
Every little blue bird gets bluer.
Honey, when you come back,
my blue days will be fewer.
They sigh, and so do I,
when the little red roses
get the blues for you.
Every day, when you're away,
all the little red roses
get the blues for you.
Biolets and their regrets,
when the little red roses
get the blues for you.
Every little blue bird gets bluer.
Honey, when you come back,
my blue days will be fewer.
How?
They sigh, and so do I.
When the little red roses
get the blues for you, you.