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 mansion up on a mountain, G# D# With a floral garden and alot of land. D# C# But paradise became her prison G# D# That Georgia banker was a jealous man Chorus Cm G# And Every time he talked about her Cm 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 He hired a man to tend the garden And keep an eye on her while he was gone Some say they ran away together Some say that gardener left alone Verse 4 Now that banker He's an old man That mansions crumblin' down He sits all day and stares at the garden Not a trace of her was ever found Chorus Verse 5 Now there's a rose out in the garden It's beauty cuts just like a knife Some say it even grows in the winter time and blooms in the dead of the night