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Edwin Starr

He Who Picks A Rose

 

He Who Picks A Rose

(álbum: 25 Miles - 1969)


Alright, uh
Got a little message for you, fellas
I want you to lend me your ear

A rose is a beautiful flower, alright
To me the prettiest in the world, alright
And that goes double, double for a girl
'Cause she's like no other flower in the world
Listen to me fellas, they're not perfect you see
So you got to take the bitter with the sweet
And remember fellas: he who picks a rose
Must accept the thorns it bears, uh, alright, yeah
I'm talking about the good and the bad in a woman

A rose remains to be pretty, alright
If you handle it with loving care, listen to me
And that goes double, double for a girl
Treat her right and her love she will truly share
But you've got to take the bitter with the sweet
Happy times along with moments of despair
And remember fellas: he who picks a rose
Must accept the thorns it bears, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm talking 'bout the good and bad in a woman
Alright, oh yeah

Got to tell you: a rose remains the same, now
If you handle it with care, listen, huh
And that goes double, double for a girl
Treat her right and she'll stand besides you anywhere
I know sometimes they get carried away
Say some things they don't mean to say
Just remember fellas: he who picks a rose
Must accept the thorns it bears, yeah, yeah, yeah

(He who picks a rose must accept the thorns it bears)
I wanna hear you say it one more time now
(He who picks a rose must accept the thorns it bears)
Fellas remember when you choose your lover
(He who picks a rose must accept the thorns it bears)
The day you take one, you got to take the other

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