It's raining again I got no cause to complain There's shelter anyway Down at the harbour cafe. Lodged in the Cathedral wall There is a cannonball Arne plays the saw Got teeth like a pike wagin' war. CHORUS ----------- One thing I know that's for certain Is the love for my Rose of Bergen One thing I know that's for sure I'll never need anything more than her. ----------- She's made from brackish stone And Norwegian mountain snow Wherever I roam, I'll return to her hearth and her home. CHORUS