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 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 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
x
1 di