Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

She was a flower for the takin'

Her beauty cut just like a knife.

He was a banker from Macon.

He swore he'd love her all his life.

Verse 2

He bought her mansion up on a mountain,

With a floral garden and alot of land.

But paradise became her prison

That Georgia banker was a jealous man

Chorus

And Every time he talked about her

You could see the fire in his eyes

...and he'd say...

I would walk through hell on Sunday

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

I like to repeat the chorus again at the end, but Waylon doesn't do it this a way. Enjoy.

~Felmer Fud~