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.