The Statler Brothers – Bed Of Roses Lyrics

She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the streets
With no parents of my own well I never had a home
But 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 late 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
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