I fell asleep down by a stream
And there I had the strangest dream
And down by Brennan's Glen there grows
A briar and a rose
There's a tree in the forest
But I don't know where
I built a nest out of your hair
And climbing up into the air
A briar and a rose
Now I don't know how long it's been
But I was born in Brennan's Glen
And near the end of spring there grows
A briar and a rose
I picked the rose one early morn
I pricked my finger on a thorn
It had grown so high its winding wove
the briar around the rose
I tried to tear them both apart
I felt a bullet in my heart
And all dressed up in spring's new clothes
The briar and the rose
And when I'm buried in my grave
Tell me then so I will know
Your tears will fall
To make love grow
The briar and the rose
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