Section A: Down in the garden where the red roses grow,
Oh my, I long to go.
Pluck my like a flower, cuddle me an hour.
Lovie let me learn that Red Rose Rag.
Red leaves are falling in a rosy romance.
Bees hum, come, now's your chance;
Don't go huntin' possums, mingle with the blossoms
In that flowery, bowery dance.

Section B: Oh, honey moon, shine on in June,
And hear me croon this loving tune.
Trees and breezes crying and sighing it,
Lovie, let me learn that Red Rose Rag.
Sweet honey bee, be sweet to me,
My heart is free, but here's the key.
Lock up the garden gate, honey you know I'll wait,
Under the rambler rose tree.

Section C: Pick a pinky petal for your papa's pride.
Beg a burning blossom for your budding bride.
Woo me with, That wonderful wiggle wag.
Tip to toes to tease me, and to tickle too,
Do the dainty dance like Dandy Doodle doo.
Ring your Rosie round that Red Rose Rag!