Rambling Rose Songtext
von Gordon MacRae
Rambling Rose Songtext
Everyone knows she′s a ramblin' rose
She′s a beauty growin' wild
Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best
For Mother Nature's favorite child
She′s got the kind of affection
That just winds around your heart
You′d better run for protection
For she might upset your flower cart
I hate to disclose that my ramblin' rose
Is gonna meet her Waterloo
I′ll let her play but she can't get away
′Cause I know just what to do
Anyone knows you can train a rose
To be a clinging vine
So from this day hence there'll be a picket fence
′Round that ramblin' rose of mine
Everyone knows she's a ramblin′ rose
She′s a growin' wild
Birds in their nest seem to twitter their best
For Mother Nature′s favorite child
She's got the kind of affection
That just winds around your heart
You′d better run for protection
For she might upset your flower cart
And I hate to disclose that my ramblin' rose
Is gonna meet her Waterloo
I′ll let her play but she can't get away
'Cause I know just what to do
Anyone knows you can train a rose
To be a clinging vine
So from this day hence there′ll be a picket fence
′Round that ramblin' rose of mine
She′s a beauty growin' wild
Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best
For Mother Nature's favorite child
She′s got the kind of affection
That just winds around your heart
You′d better run for protection
For she might upset your flower cart
I hate to disclose that my ramblin' rose
Is gonna meet her Waterloo
I′ll let her play but she can't get away
′Cause I know just what to do
Anyone knows you can train a rose
To be a clinging vine
So from this day hence there'll be a picket fence
′Round that ramblin' rose of mine
Everyone knows she's a ramblin′ rose
She′s a growin' wild
Birds in their nest seem to twitter their best
For Mother Nature′s favorite child
She's got the kind of affection
That just winds around your heart
You′d better run for protection
For she might upset your flower cart
And I hate to disclose that my ramblin' rose
Is gonna meet her Waterloo
I′ll let her play but she can't get away
'Cause I know just what to do
Anyone knows you can train a rose
To be a clinging vine
So from this day hence there′ll be a picket fence
′Round that ramblin' rose of mine
Writer(s): Joe Sherman, Noel Sherman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

