is only For the lucky and the strong Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed that with the sun's love In the spring becomes the rose
of wine and roses a victim of the drunken life I chose Now all my social friends look down their noses Cause I kept the wine and threw away the rose [
High on the mountain where the wild flowers grow I fell in love with my wild mountain Rose Rose lived high on the mountain with the bright lights of
Translation: Twitty Conway. Rose.
Translation: Twitty Conway. I Threw Away The Rose.
Translation: Twitty Conway. Wild Mountain Rose.
