The Fureys Red Rose Cafe song lyrics

they come from the farms and the factories too

and they all soon forget who they are

the cares of today are soon washed away as they sit at a stool by a bar

The girl with green eyes nd the rolling stone shirt doesn't look like she works on the lamb

And the man on the end is a very good friend of a man who sells corsican ram

Down at the Red rose cafe, in the harbour