Tom: D
D C
She was a flower for the takin'
G D
Her beauty cut just like a knife.
D C
He was a banker from Macon.
G D
He swore he'd love her all his life.
[Verse 2]
D C
He bought her mansion up on a mountain,
G D
With a floral garden and alot of land.
D C
But paradise became her prison
G D
That Georgia banker was a jealous man
[Chorus]
Bm G
And Every time he talked about her
Bm G A
You could see the fire in his eyes
...and he'd say...
D C
I would walk through hell on Sunday
G D
To keep my rose in paradise
[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)
He hired a man to tend the garden
And keep an eye on her while he was gone
Some say they ran away together
Some say that gardener left alone
[Verse 4]
(same as verse 1)
Now that banker He's an old man
That mansions crumblin' down
He sits all day and stares at the garden
Not a trace of her was ever found
[Chorus]
Bm G
And Every time he talked about her
Bm G A
You could see the fire in his eyes
...and he'd say...
D C
I would walk through hell on Sunday
G D
To keep my rose in paradise
[Verse 5]
(same as verse 1)
Now there's a rose out in the garden
It's beauty cuts just like a knife
Some say it even grows in the winter time
and blooms in the dead of the night
