A. L. Lloyd - Blood Red Roses lyrics

Blood Red Roses Our boots and clothes are all in pawn Go down, you blood red roses, Go down And its flamin' drafty 'round Cape Horn Go down, you blood red roses, Go down Cho: Oh, you pinks and posies Go down, you blood red roses, Go down My dear old mother said to me My dearest son, come home from sea It's 'round Cape Horn we all must go 'Round Cape Horn in the frost and snow You've got your advance, and to sea you'll go To chase them whales through the frost and snow It's 'round Cape Horn you've got to go For that is where them whalefish blow It's growl you may, but go you must If you growl too much your head they'll bust Just one more pull and that will do For we're the boys to kick her through Recorded by Louis k**en- 50 South, also MacColl and LLoyd Filename( BLOODRED Play.exe BLOODRED RG ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===