Intro: D C G D Verse 1 D C She was a flower for the takin' G D Her beauty cut just like a knife. D C He was a banker from Macon. G D He swore he'd love her all his life. Verse 2 D C He bought her a mansion on a mountain, G D With a floral garden and a lot of land. D C But paradise became her prison G D That Georgia banker was a jealous man Chorus Bm G And every time he talked about her Bm G A You could see the fire in his eyes ...and he'd say... D C I would walk through hell on Sunday G D To keep my rose in paradise Verse 3 D C He hired a man to tend the garden G D Keep an eye on her while he was gone D C Some say they ran away together G D Some say that gardener left alone Verse 4 D C Now that banker is an old man G D That mansions crumblin' down D C He sits all day and stares at the garden G D Not a trace of her was ever found Chorus Bm G And every time he talked about her Bm G A You could see the fire in his eyes ...and he'd say... D C I would walk through hell on Sunday G D To keep my rose in paradise Verse 5 D C Now there's a rose out in the garden G D It's beauty cuts just like a knife D C Some say it even grows in the winter time G D And blooms in the dead of the night Outro: D C G D X 4 and fade
