You bonny bunch of roses-O
- Come down you bunch of roses, come down
Now's the time to haul and go
- Come down you bunch of roses, come down
Oh you pinks and posies!
- Come down you bunch of roses, come down
Our boots and shoes are all in pawn
It's flaming draughty around Cape Horn
It's round Cape Horn that you must go
Because that's the place where the whale-fish blow
You've had your advance and now you must go
Go round Cape Horn in the frost and snow
My dear old mother said to me
Son, when are you coming home from sea?
It's one more pull and that will do
For we're the boys to kick her through
Oh you pinks and posies!
- Come down you bunch of roses, come down
Tara Jane O'Neil offers up her ephemeral audio sketchbook, presenting improvisational pieces captured on the fly that feel remarkably full. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 27, 2021