Rose of Iran

(tune..what else..Croppy Boy)

Oh Treasure of Persia and Rose of Iran
Get up on your horse ride as fast as you can
If you make it to Turkey they'll get you to France
Now is the hour and now is your chance

She tweeted and twittered and sang like a bird
All that she asked was our voices be heard
For freedom comes in like a wave from the sea
And the song that she sang was Iran must be free

She said if I die let my colors be seen
She painted her nails with twelve coats of green
With her gold-plated phone in her beautiful clothes
She outwitted the tyrants Iranian Rose

We wrapped her in burkkas and shawls made of wool
And blackened her horse for the moon was still full
And now she is gone but wherever she goes
They will sing of the courage of Iranian Rose