Gene Watson Mama Sold Roses Lyrics

Mama Sold Roses Lyrics

Mama sold roses in the year '49
They were made out of paper and sold for a
dime
She carved out a living by walking the streets
Crying, who'll buy my
roses with a voice soft and sweet

If love was a measure of diamonds or
gold
No one could afford the roses she sold
She'd shape the crape' paper
and softly she'd say
Your mama is tired it's been a long day

You'll
find her on the corner at her flower stand
Painted on an old sign, roses by
hand
They're only made of paper would you be so kind
Buy one for the lady
they only cost a dime

Twenty-nine years have gone by since mom passed
away
If you're looking for roses they're there on display
They're not
made of paper and they don't cost a dime
Each rose in the window has a two
dollar sign

You'll find her on the corner at her flower stand
Painted
on an old sign, roses by hand
They're only made of paper would you be so
kind
Buy one for the lady they only cost a dime
Buy one for the lady they
only cost a dime