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Subject: submit song Please
Artist: Statler Brothers
Transcribed: J. Jezard
Subject: Bed of Roses
You'll have to figure out how it starts. I still can't figure it out.
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she was called the scarlet woman by the people
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who would go to Church, but left me in the street
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with no kinfolk of my own, I never had a home
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and a eighteen year old boy has got to eat
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She found me outside one Sunday morning
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Begging money from someone I didn't know
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She took me in a wipe away my childhood
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A woman of the streets, that lady rose
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This bed of rose's that I lay on, where I was taught to be a man
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This bed of rose's that I live in, is the only kind of life I understand
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she was a handsome woman just fourty-five, who was spoken to in town by very
few
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She managed a late evening business, like most of the town wish they could
do.
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Well I learned all the things, that a man should know
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from a woman not approved of I suppose
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but she died knowing that I really loved her, from life bramble bush I
picked a rose
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