i fell asleep down by the stream and there i had the strangest dream and down by brennan s glenn there grows a briar and a rose there s a tree in a forest i don t know where i built a nest out of your hair and climbing up into the air a briar and a rose i don t know how long it has been but i was born in brennan s glenn and near the end of spring there grows a briar and a rose i picked the rose one early morn i pricked my finger on a thorn they d grown so close their winding wove the briar around the rose i tried to tear them both apart i felt a bullet in my heart all dressed up in spring s new clothes the briar and the rose and when i m buried in my grave tell me so i will know your tears will fall to make love grow the briar and the rose when i m buried in my grave tell me so i will know your tears will fall to make them grow the briar and the rose your tears will fall to make them grow the briar and the rose