Elvis Presley - Mama Liked The Roses |
|
Mama Liked The Roses
Elvis Presley Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time She'd decorate the living room, for all us kids to see But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard I remember crying when she used to sing When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning Oh, mama liked the roses but most of all she cared 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 Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way Oh, mama liked the roses Mmmm And put them on her grave We bring them every Mother's Day Mama liked the roses |
