The Rose of Sharon

There’s a Rose that is bloom­ing for you

friend

There’s a Rose that is bloom­ing for me;

Its per­fume is per­vad­ing the world

friend

Its per­fume is for you and for me.

There’s a Rose that is bloom­ing for you

friend

There’s a Rose that is bloom­ing for me;

Its per­fume is per­vad­ing the world

friend

Its per­fume is for you and for me.

Long ago in the val­ley so fair

friend

Far away by the beau­ti­ful sea

This pure Rose in its beau­ty first bloomed

friend

And it blooms still for you and for me.

All in vain did they crush this fair flow’r

friend

All in vain did they shat­ter the tree;

For its roots

deep­ly bedd­ed

sprang forth

friend

And it blooms still for you and for me.