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• Artiste: George Jones
• Titre: Our Bed Of Roses
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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 Chorus Through the kitchen windowpane, 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 Verse 2 Some days I sit for hours at the time, just stirring 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 sping time the roses will return, but you never will Chorus Through the kitchen windowpane, 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