Pressed between the sacred pages
pulled from there stems so long ago
Rose pedals mark the dyin' stages
of the truest love I'd ever known

All those faded scarlet blossoms
from long forgotten love bouqets
Seem sad and almost silly
it's only fair for me to say

I blame it all on the roses
and I will till my dyin' day
If I can't win her heart with roses
won't you please lay wild floweres on my grave

I sent her red ones by the dozen
I sent 'em straight to her front door
She sent 'em back, I guess she wasn't
fooled by those flowers anymore


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