C
F
C
Mama sold roses in the year ’49
G7
They were made out of paper and sold for a dime
C
F
C
She carved out a living by walking the streets
G7
C
Crying who’ll buy my roses with a voice soft and sweet
F
C
If love was a measure of diamonds or gold
G7
No one could afford the roses she sold
C
F
C
She’d shape the crape paper and softly she’d say
G7
C
Your mama is tired it’s been a long day
G7
F
C
You’ll find her on the corner at her flower stand
F
C
G7
Painted on an old sign roses by hand
F
C
They’re only made of paper would you be so kind
F
C
G7
C
Buy one for the lady they only cost a dime
F
C
Twenty-nine years have gone by since mom passed away
G7
If you’re looking for roses they’re there on display
C
F
C
They’re not made of paper and they don’t cost a dime
G7
C
Each rose in the window has a two dollar sign
G7
F
C
You’ll find her on the corner at her flower stand
F
C
G7
Painted on an old sign roses by hand
F
C
They’re only made of paper would you be so kind
F
C
G7
C
Buy one for the lady they only cost a dime
F
C
G7
C
Buy one for the lady they only cost a dime