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Published on Feb 14, 2008
One of my favorite Gene Watson songs that reminds me of my dad who used to play guitar and sing this all the time.
Paper Rose Lyrics:
The sun goes down in Calvin county Neon lights from an old beer sign Shown through the window out on the sidewalk As I walked in to pass the time; I looked around, sat down at a table Ordered beef on rye and a glass of wine And through the door came a little old lady She was selling paper roses and they only cost a dime.
Paper Rosie, Paper Rosie She sold you Paper Roses, But they only cost a dime.
Silver hair that's lost its' Gold Trembling hand as she passed the rose Red Crepe paper, made nature's bouquet Help a little old lady buy a rose today; I took the rose from her trembing hand With eyes of age, she smilled and walked away Like a breath of spring I could smell the rose It came alive and I heard her say.
Buy my Roses, pretty roses They're only made of paper But they only cost a dime.
I went to look for her outside A spray of roses lay by her side The sky lit up and the choir sang A thousand voices as the church bells rang.
They sang Rosie (Rosie), paper Rosie (Rosie) She sold you Paper Roses But they only cost a dime.
Paper Rosie (Rosie), Paper Rosie (Rosie) She sold you paper roses But they only cost a dime