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Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard
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But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard
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Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time
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She'd decorate the living room, for all us kids to see
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When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning
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I remember crying when she used to sing
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Oh, mama liked the roses but most of all she cared
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About the way we learned to live and if we said our prayers
"You know I kept the family bible
With a rose that she saved inside
It was pressed between the pages
Like it had found a place to hide"
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Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way
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We bring them every Mother's Day and put them on her grave
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Oh, mama liked the roses Mmmm
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Mama liked the roses Mmmm
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.