Mr. John Lee I knew about your family
But you came when I was lonesome
In the fairest of the spring
And I did not care for your wedding ring
But I did care for Marie

Farewell, my sweet
Oh you often told me
How my hair was a raven
And my eyes were shining bright
But I did not love you quite as well
As your darling loving wife

But every time that you see
A Velveteen Rose
you think of how you once called me
Your Velveteen Rose

Mr. John Lee
'Twas the nite that you told me
The burning thoughts you harboured me
That sheriff found your sweet Marie
Floating by the river weeds
In the fields of green

But every time that you see
A Velveteen Rose
I think of how you once called me
Your Velveteen Rose