PRETTY LITTLE WHITE ROSE
Sung by: Neal Morris
Recorded in Timbo, AR 7/18/59
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Oh, it was on an old stone,
We'd sit there side by side,
The beautiful stream beneath our feet.
We would whisper words of love,
While the sweet birds sang above--
Those words, they were tender, low and sweet.
How oft do I think of one happy time,
When we were alone among the flowers.
On a bright sunny day
In the early part of May,
We watched the golden sun as it set.
Oh, she sang me a song
Of a pretty white rose--
It was sweet, but oh, it was so sad--
Of a cruel-hearted girl,
Whose heart was hard as stone.
Oh, yes, she had flirted with a lad.
Well, she gave me a rose,
A pretty white rose,
And asked me to wear it for her.
I yet have the rose,
And I never shall forget
To wear it as long as she is true.