Rose, Ah Poor Bird, Hey Ho

Requirements

Good listening skills

Hold onto a tune!

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose

Will I ever see thee wed?

I will marry at they will, sire,

At thy will.

(This can be sung along with three other rounds):

Ah, Poor bird

Take thy flight

High above the sorrows

of this sad, sad, night.

and

Oh, sweet love

Loves thou me

Then quickly come and save me

Who dies for thee.

and

Hey, ho nobody home

Meat nor drink

Nor money have I none

Still I will be very merry

Hey, ho nobody home