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Bed Of Rose's Lyrics Artist(Band):The Statler Brothers
Who would go to church but left me in the street With no parents of my own, I never had a home And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat. She found me outside one Sunday morning Begging money from a man I didn't know She took me in and wiped away my childhood A woman of the streets this lady Rose. This bed of Rose's that I lay on Where I was taught to be a man This bed of Rose's where I'm livin' Is the only kind of life I understand. She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five Who was spoken to in town by very few She managed a Lady of the Evening business Like most of the town wished they could do. And I learned all the things that a man should know From a woman not approved of I suppose But she died knowing that I really loved her Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose. This bed of Rose's that I lay on Where I was taught to be a man This bed of Rose's where I'm livin' Is the only kind of life I understand. This bed of Rose's that I lay on Where I was taught to be a man This bed of Rose's where I'm livin' Is the only kind of life I understand. If you find some error in Bed Of Rose's Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Bed Of Rose's The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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