Текст песни Purple Roses - John Williamson
There's
a
rose
bush
in
the
garden
Been
there
since
I
was
born
That
celebrates
its
age
without
fear
I
touch
the
velvet
petals
And
smell
the
breath
of
angels
And
pick
the
purple
roses
every
year
Now
you
think
you're
passed
your
prime
my
sweet
woman
Your
use-by
date
is
faded
and
grey
But
sad
and
sorry
thoughts
like
that
my
darlin'
Is
throwin'
purple
roses
away
You're
tired
of
pretending
that
you're
younger
When
gravity
is
real
and
here
to
stay
So
you
wear
your
clothes
more
easily
for
comfort
You
used
to
be
too
skinny
anyway
Now
you're
looking
in
the
mirror
A
picture
of
your
Mother
But
you
don't
see
the
woman
that
I
see
Denying
grace
and
pride
the
good
Lord
gave
you
Is
throwin'
purple
roses
away
Yeah,
sad
and
sorry
thoughts
like
that
my
darlin'
Is
throwin'
purple
roses
away
1 Campfire on the Road
2 A Thousand Feet (with Warren H. Williams)
3 Three Sons
4 Queensland Bungalow
5 Wonthaggi
6 Mountain Hideaway
7 Singing In the Rain
8 Would I Be the One
9 We're Still Here
10 Happy Birthday My Old Friend
11 Railwayman
12 Great Ocean Road
13 Purple Roses
14 Do I Love You?
15 Thargomindah (The Way It Is)
16 The Land of the Truly Free
17 The Baggy Green
18 A Number On My Back
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