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The Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

By the margin of the ocean

One evening in the month of June

A pleasant singing blackbird

His charmin notes did tune

'Twas there I spied a woman

All in great grief and woe

Conversin' with young Bonepart

Concernin' the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

 

Then up and spoke the young Napoleon

And he took hold of his mothers hand

Oh mother dear be patient

And soon I will be in command

I'll raise a terrible army

And through tremendous danger go

And in spite of all the universe

I'll conquer the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

 

When you first saw the great Napoleon

You fell down on your bended knee

And you asked your fathers life of him

And he's granted it most manfully

'Twas then he took an army

And over the frozen alps did go

And he said I'll conquer Moscow

And I'll come back for the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

 

And he's took three hundred thousand fighting men

And kings likewise for to join his throng

He was as well provided for

Enough to take the whole world along

But when he came to Moscow

All overpowerd by driving snow

And Moscow was a blazing

And he lost the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

 

And so my son don't speak so venturesome

For England she has a heart of oak

And England and Ireland and Scotland

Their unity has never been broke

And so my son think on your father

In St Helena his body it lies low

And you will follow after

Beware of the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

 

And it's goodbye to my mother for ever

For I am on my dying bed

Had I lived I might have been clever

But now I bow my youthful head

And while our bodies do moulder

And weeping willows over us do grow

The deeds of brave Napoleon

Will sting the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

 

By the margin of the ocean

One evening in the month of June

A pleasant singing blackbird

His charmin notes did tune

'Twas there I spied a woman

All in great grief and woe

Conversin' with young Bonepart

Concernin' the Bonny Bunch of Roses-O

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