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The Statler Brothers Miscellaneous Bed Of Rose's (1970) She was called a scarlet woman by the people Who went to church but left me in the street With no parents of my own, I never had a home And an eighteen-year-old boy has got to eat She found me outside one Sunday morning Begging money from a man I didn’t know She took me in & wiped away my childhood A woman of the street, this lady Rose This bed of Rose’s that I lay on Where I was taught to be a man This bed of Rose’s where I’m living Is the only kind of life I’ll understand She was a handsome woman just thirty-five Who was spoken to in town by very few She managed the ladies in business Like most of the town wished they could do I learned all the things that a man should know From a woman not approved of I suppose But she died knowing that I really loved her From life’s bramble bush I picked a Rose This bed of Rose’s that I lay on Where I was taught to be a man This bed of Rose’s where I’m living Is the only kind of life I’ll understand |
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