I fell asleep down by the stream, And there I had the strangest dream And down by Brennans Glen there grows, A briar and a rose There's a tree in the forest, But 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 Brennans Glen 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 and the rose I tried to tear them both apart, I felt a bullet in my heart All dressed up in springs 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 them grow, 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 them grow, The briar and the rose Your tears will fall, To make them grow, The briar and the rose