| I might live a little longer dear
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| A sick mother said to her son
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| I will leave you when the roses disappear
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| They’re fading one by-why one
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| Then the boy got down to pray
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| And his prayer started in this way
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| Please paint a rose o’er the garden wall
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| So mum will think summer’s still here
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| The doctor said she
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| Would be taken from me When the roses dissappeared
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| She’ll think the painted flower is real
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| It will give her new courage somehow
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| So please paint a rose by the garden wall
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| So mama won’t leave me now
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| You know they say that
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| A boy’s best friend is his mother
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| And I for one know that it’s true
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| They’ll stay by your side when there’s no other
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| And guard you when you’re alone and blue
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| So is it asking to much dear God
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| To spare me these heartaches, these tears
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| Won’t you please paint a rose on the garden wall
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| So my mum will think summer’s still here
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| She’ll think the painted flower is real
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| It will give her new courage somehow
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| So please paint a rose on the garden wall
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| So mama won’t leave me now |