text: Bougainvilleas bloom and wind
  Be careful, mind the strangle vines
  The rose is climbing over blind
  Cause the sun is on the other side
  The bees will find their honey
  The sweetest every time
  Around a red rose
  I see a red rose, a red rose
  Blooming on another mans vine
  Golden Willies gone to war
  He left his young wife on the shore
  Will she be steadfast every day?
  While Golden Willie is far away
  Along the way, her letters end
  She never reads what Willie sends
  I see a red rose
  I smell a red rose
  A red rose blooming on another mans vine