I learned this song at a girls camp many years ago. The version I learned went like this:

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose,
Will I ever see thee wed,
I will marry at thy will,
sire at thy will

I won't be my father's Jack
I won't be my mother's Jill
I will be a fiddler's wife
and fiddle when I will

Ding Dong, Ding Dong
Wedding bells on an April morn
carve your name on a moss covered stone
on a moss covered stone

hey hoe, nobody's home
eat, nor drink, nor money have I none
still I will be marry
hey hoe hum

oh poor bird,
why art thou
flying in the shadows
at this dark hour

Who can sail when there is no wind
or no oars to be rowing
and who can sail away from friends
with no tears a flowing

I can sail when there is no wind
or no oars to be rowing
but I can't sail away from friends
with no tears a flowing