Painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red

We dare not stop

Or waste a drop

So let the paint be spread

We're painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red

Oh, painting the roses

And many a tear we shed

Because we know

They'll cease to grow

In fact, they'll soon be dead

And yet we go ahead

Painting the roses red

Painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red

Oh, pardon me

But Mister Three

Why must you paint them red?

Huh? Oh! Well, the fact is, Miss

We planted the white roses by mistake

And...

The Queen she likes 'em red

If she saw white instead

She'd raise a fuss

And each of us

Would quickly lose his head

Goodness!

Since this is the part we dread

We're painting the roses red

Oh, Dear! Then let me help you

Painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red

Don't tell the Queen what you have seen

Or say that's what we said

But we're painting the roses red

Yes, painting the roses red

Not pink

Not green

Not aquamarine

We're painting the roses red!