Little Rose in My Hair

Little rose,

Little rose in my hair,

You must never,

No never die;

For he nestled you there

With the tenderest care,

'Ere he kissed me

And said goodbye.

Little rose,

Little rose, do not die,

For you tell

Of the one I miss;

Of a tender goodbye

And a bittersweet sigh,

And the mem'ry

Of one sweet kiss.