The Statler Brothers – Bed Of Roses (Guitar)

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She was called a scarlet woman by the people

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Who would go to church but left me in the streets

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With no parents of my own, I never had a home 

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And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat

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She found me outside one Sunday morning

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Begging money from a man I didn't know

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She took me in and wiped away my childhood 

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A woman of the streets this lady Rose

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This bed of Rose’s that I lay on 

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Where I was taught to be a man     

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This bed of Rose’s where I'm livin'

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Is the only kind of life I understand 

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She was a handsome woman just thirty-five

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Who was spoken to in town by very few

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She managed a lady of the evening business

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Like most of the town wished they could do

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And I learned all the things that a man should know

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From a woman not approved of, I suppose

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She died knowing that I really loved her

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From life's bramble bush I picked a rose

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This bed of Rose’s that I lay on 

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Where I was taught to be a man     

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This bed of Rose’s where I'm livin'

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Is the only kind of life I understand