| (Little Rosa was her name and still I cry in vain
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| My world won’t be the same since she’s gone from me)
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| I have gone to visit the grave of a friend of mine and as I walked thru the
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| grave yard
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| I noticed this man kneeling down by the grave of a child
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| And in his hand he held a big red rose and tears were streaming down his cheeks
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| I walked over and laid a hand on his shoulder and started to talk to him
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| And during the course of our conversation and in his broken English
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| This is the story just as he told it to me
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| He said to me Mister I’ve walked down the street today
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| And I passed about the big flower shop
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| I walked in and I asked the man in the shop I said boss how much is for one red
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| rose
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| Then he looked at me with one big frown and he says it’s one dollar please
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| But in a buyin' buyer was well dressed blonde lady walked in And she says how much is for one red rose
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| And he looked at her with one big smile and he says ten cents
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| Now I said boss how come to you to charge me a dollar for the rose
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| And you charged the young lady only ten cents
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| Then he said look Mister you tell me why you want the rose
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| And maybe I give it to you for not
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| I said boss I’m a hard working man working a railroad and gonna make too much
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| money
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| And I got a little girl and her name was Rosa o Rosa’s just about this high boss
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| Every day when I’d come home from the work
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| A little Rosa come running to meet her papa
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| And she’d throw her little arms around my neck and say papa and I’d say Rosa
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| But one day boss I’ve come home from the work I don’t see Rosa
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| I looked down by the railroad track and I see one big crowd
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| I’d go down and I pushed the crowd this a way and pushed the crowd that a way
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| There was at my feet lay my little Rosa and that’s why I want the rose boss
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| I wanna put it on little Rosa’s grave
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| Then man he didn’t say not but he picked the biggest and the reddest rose
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| And he gave it to me
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| And I said thank you boss thank you very much
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| And though she’s gone you see she’s still the world to me To me she’ll always be that little girl of mine |