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Oh, mama liked the rosesshe grew them in the yardBut Winter always came aroundand made the growing way too hardOh, mama liked the rosesand when she had the timeShe'd decorate the living roomfor all us kids to see
When I hear the Sunday bellsringing in the morningI remember cryingwhen she used to sing
Oh, mama liked the rosesbut most of all she caredAbout the way we learned to liveAnd if we said our prayers
You know I kept the family bibleWith the rose that she saved insideIt was pressed between the pagesLike it had found a place to hide
Oh, mama liked the rosesin such a special wayWe bring them every Mother's DayAnd put them on her graveOh, mama liked the roses
Mama liked the roses
Oh, mama liked the roses
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