fall on the river The moon rise up and turn to silver The sky move, the ocean shimmer The hedge shake, the last living rose quiver
the start; But like a big red rose that's made of paper There isn't any sweetness in your heart. Paper Roses paper Roses Oh how real those roses seem
Whoo! It sure is hot out here Ya know? I don't mind though Just glad to be free Know what I'm saying, uh! Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
lover's dance I am the thorn that wants to be the closest to the rose you are I am the thorn that wants to be the closest to the rose you are And if
rose is a rose is a rose is a rose There's no other flower in my heart that grows Arose is a rose A ro se is a rose My flower My rose, my flower Growing
ain't all roses, hey Flowers and posin', hey Said it ain't all candy, hey This love stuff is demanding, hey Said it ain't all roses, hey (Ain't all roses
starin' into flames of memory I see circus wheels, and summers, And a face there in the fire And I'm thinkin' of you now, my Rose Marie My Rose Marie
[As piano is played, audience laughs.] La da da da da, da da da da da da Oh Rose, my Rose Marie [Light applause.] Oh Rose Marie, I love you I'm always
Mary Pickford used to eat roses Thought that they?d make her Beautiful and they did One supposes Douglas Fairbanks, he was so handsome He wore a mustache
Eine rose fur Maria Madalena Eine rose fur sie Die an sich niemals denkt Eine rose fur Maria Madalena Fur die liebe und kraft Die sie allen die einsam
A ROSE FROM THE BRIDE'S BOUQUET (Jimmy Dickens - Clarke VanHess - Marty Hale) « © '49 Acuff-Rose Music » (It was only a rose from the
dir stundenlang oh Mary Rose ! - Mary Rose. Erzähl uns von der großen Welt vom Leben unterm Zirkuszelt oh Mary Rose ! - Mary Rose zeig
know where the roses go Who do what they should do, And baby, you won't go where the roses go If you can't be true. Today I saw the roses die, The ones
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it's always been and so it goes To ponder his death and his life eternally One bright blue rose outlives all those Two
by far the sweetest flower there Was the rose of allendale Oh the rose of allendale Sweet rose of allendale By far the sweetest flower there Was the rose
closed the lock is turned And all the memories and letters have been burned Chorus So when you pick the handsome flower Don't forget the thron upon the rose
dream of Rose Common time Never ceases, never yields It comes and it goes Now I find I lost the pavement 'neath my wheels When I lost Rose Should anybody