In Search of a Rose

Where will I wander and wonder? Nobody knows But wherever I'm a-going I'll go In search of a rose Whatever the will of the weather And whether it shines or snows Wherever I'm a-going I'll go In search of a rose I don't know where it's found - I don't mind As long as the world spins around I'll take my time I may follow the fellow, the fiddle I may put on a merchant's clothes And wherever I'm a-going I'll go In search of a rose You can call me clown - I don't care As long as the world spins around You'll find me there I'll savour the softness of summer I'll wrap up when winter blows And wherever I'm a-going I'll go In search of a rose Wherever I'm a-going I'll go In search of a rose.