The Bonny Bunch Of Roses

By the margin of the ocean One pleasant evening in the month of June The pleasant singing blackbird His charming notes to tune Then I saw a woman All in great grief and woe Conversing with young Bonaparte Concerning the bonny bunch of roses, oh And then up and spoke the Young Napoleon And he took hold of his mother's hand Oh mother dear be patient And soon I will take command I'll raise a terrible army And through tremendous danger go And in spite of all of the universe I'll conquer the Bonny Bunch of Roses, oh And when first you saw the Great Napoleon You fell down on your bended knee And you asked your father's life of him And he's granted it most manfully Then he took an army And over the frozen alps did go He said I'll conquer Moscow And come back for the Bonny Bunch of Roses, oh