Bill Monroe – My Little Georgia Rose (Guitar)

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Now come and listen to my story

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A story that I know is true

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A little rose that bloomed in Georgia

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With hair of gold and a heart so true

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Way down in the blue ridge mountains

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Way down where the tall pines grow

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Lives my sweetheart of the mountains

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She's my little Georgia rose

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Her mother left her with another

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A carefree life she had planned

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Baby now she is a lady

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The one her mother couldn't stand

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We often sing those songs together

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I watched her do her little part

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She smiled at me when I would tell her

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That she was my sweetheart