Also a very
pretty medieval round; the
first verse is commonly used as a
campfire song, the rest mostly tends to get a bit
neglected. I've found many
different verses and different
versions of the same verses, the ones I've included here are those that seem reasonably likely to be part of the
original - this means
omitting any
crap about
god and
country and caring for the
little animals.
Rose, rose, rose, rose
Will I ever see thee wed?
I will marry at thy will, sire
At thy will
or
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose,
Will I ever see thee wed?
I marry that you may,
If thou wilt stay.
or
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose
Will I ever see thee wed?
I marry at thy will, sire
When I am dead
or
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose
Shall I ever see thee wed?
Aye, marry, that thou wilt
If thou but stay
Ding-dong, ding-dong
Wedding bells on an April morn
Carve your name on a moss covered stone
On a moss covered stone
Oh poor bird
High in flight
High above the mountain tops
On this cold night
or
Little bird
Fly away
High up on a mountaintop
On this sad day
Hey ho, nobody home
Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet I will be very merry
Hey ho, nobody home
Ding dong, ding dong
Funeral bells on a September morn,
Rose, oh Rose, is dead and gone sire,
Dead and gone
Mother, Father dig my grave
Dig it with a golden spade
Tell my friends I died for love
I died for love