"For you know not what to say, for duty calls your sweethearts name again, and your heart need not be a sighing if I be among the dying, I'll be with you when the roses bloom again. When the roses bloom again beside the river, the mocking bird has sung his sweet refrain. In the days of old langsyne, I'll be with you sweetheart mine, I'll be with you when the roses bloom again.

With the rattle of the battle came a whistler soft and low, a soldier who had fallen in the fray. I am dying, I am dying and I know I have to go, but I want to tell you before I pass away. There's a far and distant river where the roses are in bloom, a sweetheart who is waiting there for me. It is there I pray you take me, I've been faithful, don't forsake me...I'll be with her when the roses bloom again.

~Wilco & Billy Bragg~