Roses are red, my love ... doo doo da doooo ... 

A long, long time ago 

On graduation day 

You handed me your book 

I signed this way: 

´Roses are red, my love. 

Violets are blue. 

Sugar is sweet, my love. 

But not as sweet as you.´ 

We dated through high school. 

And when the big day came, 

I wrote into your book, 

next to my name: 

´Roses are red, my love. 

Violets are blue. 

Sugar is sweet, my love. 

But not as sweet as you.´ 

Then I went far away 

And you found someone new 

I read your letter dear 

And I wrote back to you: 

´Roses are red, my love. 

Violets are blue. 

Sugar is sweet, my love. 

But luck may god bless you.´ 

Is that your little girl? 

She looks a lot like you. 

Someday some boy will write 

in her book, too. 

´Roses are red, my love. 

Violets are blue. 

Sugar is sweet, my love. 

But not as sweet as you.´