Our Bed of Roses - George Jones

Our Bed Of Roses (LP Version) - George Jones
The morning we moved
In this house you said
Let＇s make a bed of roses
So hand in hand we found
That special place
And I broke the ground
I wiped that delta dirt from your face
As you knelt there to sow them
Oh I＇d give anything a
Mortal man could give
If you could see them now
Through the kitchen window pane
I can see the roses
The ones we planted
That first spring are blooming
Like they did when you were here
Someone＇s always left behind
When the door of this life closes
So I sit alone and watch
It rain on our bed of roses
Some days I sit for hours at the time
Just staring at those roses
They seem so young and full of life
But soon they＇ll face the winter chill
I don＇t know how long I can survive
But one thing that I know is
Come sping time the roses will return
But you never will
Through the kitchen window pane
Lord I can see the roses
The ones we planted that
First spring are blooming
Like they did when you were here
Someone＇s always left behind
When the door of this life closes
So I sit alone and watch it
Rain on our bed of roses
So I sit alone and watch it
Rain on our bed of roses