One Red Rose
John Prine
Rain came down on a tin roof.
Hardly a sound was left from the birthday party.
The kitchen light fell asleep on the bedroom floor.
Me and her were talking softer,
And all the time before I lost her
A picture set on a chest of drawers.
Chorus:
One red rose in the Bible,
Pressed between the holy alphabet.
Probably wouldn't believe you if you told me,
Cause what I never knew I never can forget.
Rainy nights get dark real early.
Her dress was soft; her hair was curly.
We danced around the table to the old banjo.
Rainy nights are made for lovers.
We lay so still beneath the covers,
And I swear I ain't never felt like that before.
Chorus
Nights of laughter. Days of sorrow.
Looking backward from tomorrow,
Everything is easier to see.
Though she always let it show,
It seems I was the last to know
The reddest rose of all was her and me.
Chorus
Original lyrics by John Prine, additional third verse lyrics by Walt Hultgren.
Rain came down on a tin roof.
Hardly a sound was left from the birthday party.
The kitchen light fell asleep on the bedroom floor.
Me and her were talking softer,
And all the time before I lost her
A picture set on a chest of drawers.
Chorus:
One red rose in the Bible,
Pressed between the holy alphabet.
Probably wouldn't believe you if you told me,
Cause what I never knew I never can forget.
Rainy nights get dark real early.
Her dress was soft; her hair was curly.
We danced around the table to the old banjo.
Rainy nights are made for lovers.
We lay so still beneath the covers,
And I swear I ain't never felt like that before.
Chorus
Nights of laughter. Days of sorrow.
Looking backward from tomorrow,
Everything is easier to see.
Though she always let it show,
It seems I was the last to know
The reddest rose of all was her and me.
Chorus
Original lyrics by John Prine, additional third verse lyrics by Walt Hultgren.
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