I must go where the red, red roses grow,
I must go where the red, red roses grow,
Red is the color of God's sunset,
And red makes this poor boy forget.
The first time my genie gave me two girls,
the second time she gave me little Joe.
The third time my genie died on me,
now I know where I must go.
I must go where the red, red roses grow
I must go where the red, red roses grow
Red is the color of God's sunset
And red makes us go forth again
Big winds are coming up over there
Big winds are blowing up a storm
I only wish that wind would
Mortgages on this old boy's farm
I must go where the red, red roses grow
I must go where the red, red roses grow
Red is the color of God's sunset
And red makes this poor boy forget
I had me a farm in the bottom land,
but old Man River washed it all away
down to the old ocean floor.
I must go where the red, red roses grow
I must go where the red, red roses grow
Red is the color of God's sunset
And red makes this poor boy forget
Red makes this poor boy forget
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