Lyrics:
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
Roses are
We'll have roses in the winter
We'll have good times with the bad
We'll have roses in the winter
Love is all we have to have
There'll be
The days of wine and roses,
Laugh and run away,
Like a child at play,
Through a meadowland,
Toward a closing door,
A door marked never
The days of wine and roses
Laugh and run away
Like a child at play
Through a meadowland
Toward a closing door
A door marked never more
That
The doorbell rings, it's flowers for me
Roses again, it's the third time this week
What kind of fool
Must he picture me to be?
To be blinded by
Paper roses paper roses
[ steel ]
I realize the way your eyes deceived me with tender looks that I mistook for love
So take away the flowers that you
I guess you noticed there is only eleven roses
I chose them from our garden where they grew
Take the roses and look into the mirror
How fair your garden grows
With, fresh deadly roses
Fresh deadly roses
You laid all your lilies on the grave
Of all the lonely
Soldiers you left
Somewhere, she knows that he will find her
'Til every single teardrop became a desert rose
Love her, and hold your hand above hers,
Until
with pain and hurt
When someone stepped upon a rose
And crushed it in the dirt
"Don't step on Mother's roses," Daddy cried
"She planted them the day she
Red rose out of the East,
Tell the love I love least
Who knows!
Red rose out of the West,
Tell the love I love best
Love is a rose
(Roses, roses)
If I sent a rose to you for every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
If I sent a rose of white for every time I
childhood that woman
of the street this lady Rose
This bed of Rose's that I lay on where I was taught to love a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin' is
If I sent a rose to you
For every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
And If I sent a rose of white
For every time I cried all
Moses supposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
And Moses, he knowses his toeses aren´t roses
As Moses supposes his toeses
Ramblin' Rose,
Ramblin' Rose
Why you ramble,
No one knows
Wild and windblown
That's how you've grown
Who can cling to,
A ramblin' rose
A ROSE FROM A BRIDE'S BOUQUET
WRITERS CLARK VAN NESS, JIMMY DICKENS
(It was only a rose from the bride's bouquet.) I went to a wedding one bright
The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play
Through a meadow land toward a closing door
A door marked "nevermore" that
Robins and roses, and maybe a tree
A few morning glories, a cottage two story's high
Robins and roses, and your love for me
To live on forever,
If I sent a rose to you for every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
If I sent a rose of white for every time I cried all night
If I sent a rose to you for every time you made me blue
You'd have a room full of roses
If I sent a rose of white for every time I cried all night
Tell her you care, each time you speak
Make it her birthday each day of the week
Bring her nice things, sugar and spice things
Roses and lollipops
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Rain pools in the woodland, water to my knees
Shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
Lookin' at the world through rose-colored glasses
Everything is rosy now
Lookin' at the world and everything that passes
Seems a rosy hue somehow
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