I sowed the seeds of love
I sowed the seeds of love‘Twas all in the spring
‘Twas all in the springI gathered them up in the morning so clear
I gathered them up in the morning so clearWhen the small birds so sweetly sing
When the small birds so sweetly singThe gardener was standing by
The gardener was standing byI asked him to choose for me
I asked him to choose for meHe chose for me the violet, the lily and the pink
He chose for me the violet, the lily and the pinkBut these I refused all three
But these I refused all threeIn June is the red, red rose
In June is the red, red roseAnd that is the flower for me
And that is the flower for meI’ll pluck and think that no lily nor pink
I’ll pluck and think that no lily nor pinkCan match with the bud on that tree (Traditional)
Can match
