[Verse]
C Dm G7 C Am
Oh mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard
Dm E7 Am
But winter always came around and made the growing way too hard
Dm G7 C Am
Oh mama liked the roses and when she had the time
Dm E7 Am
She'd decorate the living room for all us kids to see
D7 G7 D7 G7
When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning
E7 Am D7 G7
I remember crying when she used to sing
Dm G7 C Am
Oh mama liked the roses but most of all she cared
Dm E7 Am
About the way we learned to live and if we said our prayers
[Spoken]
Dm G7
You know I kept the family bible
C Am
With a rose that she saved inside
Dm E7
It was pressed between the pages
Am
Like it had found a place to hide
[Verse]
Dm G7 C Am
Oh mama liked the roses in such a special way
Dm E7 Am
We bring them every mother's day and put them on her grave
Dm G7 C Am
Oh mama liked the roses mm-mm-mm
Dm G7 C Am
Mama liked the roses mm-mm-mm
Dm G7 C
Oh mama liked the roses mm-mm-mm
