By the margin of the ocean one pleasant morning in the month of June
The charming singing blackbird his cheerful notes did sweetly tune
It was there I spied a woman all overpowered by grief and woe
Conversing with young Bonaparte concerning the Bonny Bunch of Roses o
Then up spoke young Napoleon as he took hold of his mother's hand
Saying Mother dear, be patient, for soon it's I will take command
I will raise a terrible army and through tremendous dangers go
And in spite of all the universe, I'll conquer the Bonny Bunch of Roses o
When first you saw great Bonaparte you fell down on your bended knee
You begged your father's life of him and he granted it right manfully
And then he took an army and o'er the frozen Alps did go
He said I'll conquer Moscow and come back for the Bonny Bunch of Roses o
He took five hundred thousand men and kings likewise to join his throng
He was so well provided for, enough to sweep the world along
But when he came to Moscow, he was overpowered by driving snow
And Moscow was a-blazing and he lost the Bonny Bunch of Roses o
So son don't speak so venturesome for England she has a heart of oak
And England, Ireland, Scotland, their unity has never been broke
And now think on your father, in St Helena his body lies low
And you may follow after, so beware of the Bonny Bunch of Roses o