| Ramblin' Rose, Ramblin' Rose
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| Why you ramble no one knows
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| Wild and windblown, that’s how you’ve grown
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| Who can cling to a Ramblin' Rose
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| Ramble on, ramble on
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| When your ramblin' days are gone
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| Who will love you with a love true
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| When your ramblin' days are gone!
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| Tiptoe to the window
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| By the window, that is where I’ll be
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| Come tiptoe through the tulips with me
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| Tiptoe from your pillow
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| to the shadow of a willow tree
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| Tiptoe through the tulips with me
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| Knee deep in flowers we’ll stray
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| We’ll keep the showers away
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| And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight
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| Will you pardon me
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| Come tiptoe through the tulips with me!
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| You are my honey, honeysuckle
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| I am the bee
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| I’d like to sip the honey sweet
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| From those red lips, you see
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| I love you dearly, dearly
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| And I want you to love me
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| You are my honey, honeysuckle
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| I am the bee!
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| When you wore a tulip, a sweet yellow tulip
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| And I wore a big red rose
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| When you caressed me, twas then Heaven blessed me
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| What a blessing, no one knows
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| You made life cheery when you called me dearie
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| 'Twas down where the blue grass grows
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| Your lips were sweeter then julep when you wore that tulip
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| And I wore a big red rose
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| You made life cheery when you called me dearie
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| 'Twas down where the blue grass grows
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| Your lips were sweeter then julep when you wore that tulip
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| And I wore a big red rose |