G C G
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
D7
Who would go to church but left me in the street
G C
With no parents of my own I never had a home
A7 D7
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat
G C G
She found me outside one Sunday morning
D
Begging money from a man I didn't know
G C G
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
D7 G D7
A woman of the streets this lady Rose
G C G
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
D7
Where I was taught to be a man
G C G
This bed of Rose's where I'm living
D7 G D7
Is the only kind of life I understand
G C G
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five
D7
Who was spoken to in town by very few
G C
She managed a late evening business
A7 D7
Like most of the town wished they could do
G C G
And I learned all the things that a man should know
D7
From a woman not approved of I suppose
G C G
But she died knowing that I really loved her
D7 G D7
Of life's bramble bush I picked a rose
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