Lyrics A Poor Man's Roses - Kitty Kallen

I must make up my mind today
What to have, what to hold
A poor man's roses or a rich man's gold
One's as wealthy as a king in a palace
Though he's callous and cold
He may learn to give his heart for love
Instead of buying it with gold

Let the poor man's roses and the thrill when we kiss
Will be memories of paradise that I'll never miss

And yet the hand that brings a rose tonight
Is the hand I will hold
For the rose of love means more to me
More than any rich man's gold