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