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George Jones

Our Bed Of Roses

 

Our Bed Of Roses

(album: Cold Hard Truth - 1999)


The morning we moved in this house you said
Let's make a bed of roses
So hand in hand we found that special place
And I broke the ground
I wiped that delta dirt from your face
As you knelt there to sow them
Oh, I'd give anything a mortal man could give
If you could see them now

Through the kitchen window pane,
I can see the roses
The ones we planted that first spring are blooming
Like they did when you were here
Someone's always left behind
When the door of this life closes
So I sit alone and watch it rain on our bed of roses

Some days I sit for hours at the time,
Just staring at those roses
They seem so young and full of life,
But soon they'll face the winter chill
I don't know how long I can survive,
But one thing that I know is
Come spring time the roses will return,
But you never will

Through the kitchen window pane,
Lord, I can see the roses
The ones we planted that first spring are blooming
Like they did when you were here
Someone's always left behind
When the door of this life closes
So I sit alone and watch it rain on our bed of roses

So I sit alone and watch it rain on our bed of roses...

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