Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Troubled Roses, artist - The Cowsills. Album song The Cowsills, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 30.09.1967
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Troubled Roses |
| Always going from town to town |
| But trying to believe I might settle down, soon |
| Making it to where the opportunities abound |
| Racing chasing eyes embracing |
| Cast down highway moon |
| You know I take to the road when I find that |
| The load on my mind has me blind to the times |
| I can have on a highway going my way |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah and get led through |
| A bed full of life’s Troubled Roses on my way |
| A bed full of life’s Troubled Roses on my way |
| Living in cities where the lights never dim |
| And trees raised in concrete grow slim and die |
| People walking, talking, faces glum and grim |
| Packing my thoughts, I give into a whim |
| And I get on the move, get in a new groove |
| And run with the sun |
| To some place near a highway where I can live my way |
| I’m driven to livin' and learnin' life’s lesson |
| But possess an obsession for messin' around |
| If I get in a rut and start sayin' «So what,» |
| And instead of cuttin', I just start puttin' things down |
| I better take to the street before I get weak in the head |
| And get led through a bed full of life’s Troubled Roses on my way |