Hank Snow - My Blue River Rose |
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My Blue River Rose
Hank Snow There are flowrs that are rich there are flowers that are rare On the banks where the bright water flows But the sweetest of all nature's flowers to bloom Was my darling the Blue River Rose Her eyes were the petals that glisten so bright Her smile was the sunshine so fair And the heart of my beautiful Rose was as true As her tears like the dew sprinkled there in the dead In the bright month of June neath that old southern moon At the altar each promise we'd close But old fate played its part and soon broke the heart Of my darling my Blue River Rose Her father objected said think of our pride We would never outlive such a crime There are plenty of men who are wealthy and then Would be up in the world such as I [ fiddle + steel ] So they sent her away to some far distant land A vacation they told her 'twould be When the leaves start to fall it is then we will call And you may return o'er the sea A year had passed on then the postman one morn Brought a letter to me and it read The rose that once bloomed in your garden of love Has all whithered your darling is dead Now I'm left all alone this old world I must roam How I'll face every care heaven knows But each night by light stream I'll still meet her in dreams My darling my Blue River Rose |
