| Song | Bonny Bunch Of Roses |
| Artist | Fairport Convention |
| Album | Full House (Re-issue With Bonus Tracks) |
| 作曲 : Traditional | |
| By the margin of the ocean, one summer day in the month of June, | |
| The feather'd warbling songsters their voices sweetly sang in tune, | |
| It was there I met a female all overcome with grief and woe, | |
| Conversing with Napoleon on the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O. | |
| Then up spoke young Napoleon and he took her by the hand | |
| Saying "Mother dear, be patient, and I soon will take command; | |
| And I'll raise a mighty army, and through tremendous dangers go, | |
| And I'll conquer all the universe, and I'll have the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O." | |
| "When first you saw great Bonaparte, you fell upon your bended knee, | |
| And asked your father's life of him he granted it most manfully, | |
| It was then he took an army, and o'er the frozen Alps did go, | |
| Saying, "I'll conquer Moscow and come back for the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O." | |
| Oh he took a mighty army, princes and dukes were in his train | |
| He was so well provided for, enough to sweep the world for gain; | |
| But when he came to Moscow, all overpowered by sleet and snow | |
| And Moscow was a-blazing, he lost the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
| Now son, don't speak so venturesome, for England has the heart of oak | |
| And England, Ireland, Scotland, their unity will ne'er be broke; | |
| So remember your father, in Saint Helena he lies low, | |
| And you will follow after, beware of the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
| Adieu, adieu forever, now I bow my youthful head | |
| Had I lived I might have been clever, but now I lie on my dying bed | |
| And as the waters do flow and the weeping willows over me grow | |
| The name of brave Napoleon will enshrine the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. |
| zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
| By the margin of the ocean, one summer day in the month of June, | |
| The feather' d warbling songsters their voices sweetly sang in tune, | |
| It was there I met a female all overcome with grief and woe, | |
| Conversing with Napoleon on the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O. | |
| Then up spoke young Napoleon and he took her by the hand | |
| Saying " Mother dear, be patient, and I soon will take command | |
| And I' ll raise a mighty army, and through tremendous dangers go, | |
| And I' ll conquer all the universe, and I' ll have the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O." | |
| " When first you saw great Bonaparte, you fell upon your bended knee, | |
| And asked your father' s life of him he granted it most manfully, | |
| It was then he took an army, and o' er the frozen Alps did go, | |
| Saying, " I' ll conquer Moscow and come back for the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O." | |
| Oh he took a mighty army, princes and dukes were in his train | |
| He was so well provided for, enough to sweep the world for gain | |
| But when he came to Moscow, all overpowered by sleet and snow | |
| And Moscow was ablazing, he lost the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
| Now son, don' t speak so venturesome, for England has the heart of oak | |
| And England, Ireland, Scotland, their unity will ne' er be broke | |
| So remember your father, in Saint Helena he lies low, | |
| And you will follow after, beware of the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
| Adieu, adieu forever, now I bow my youthful head | |
| Had I lived I might have been clever, but now I lie on my dying bed | |
| And as the waters do flow and the weeping willows over me grow | |
| The name of brave Napoleon will enshrine the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. |