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- Patsy Cline - A Poor Man’s Roses Lyrics
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- I must make u-up my mi-ind today
- What to ha-ave, what to ho-old
- A poo-oor ma-an's rose-e-es, or a-a rich ma-an's gold
- One's as wealthy as a king in a palace
- Though he-e's callous a-and cold
- He may learn to give his heart for lo-ove
- Instead of buyin' it with go-old
- And then the poo-oor ma-an's rose-e-es
- Or the thrill when we ki-iss
- Will be-ee memories of paradi-ise that I'll never miss
- And yet the hand that brings the rose toni-ight
- Is the-e hand I will hold
- For the rose of love means more to me-ee
- More than any rich man's go-old
- And then the poo-oor ma-an's rose-e-es
- Or the thrill when we ki-iss
- Will be-ee memories of paradise that I'll never miss
- And yet the hand that brings the rose toni-ight
- Is the-e hand I will hold
- For the rose of love means more to me-ee
- Than any rich ma-an's gold...
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