Roses Are Red
by: Jim Reeves
A
long, long time ago,
on graduation day,
you handed me your book,
I signed this way:
'Roses are red, my love,
violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love,
but not as sweet as you.'
We dated through high school,
and when the big day came,
I wrote into your book,
next to my name:
'Roses are red, my love,
violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love,
but not as sweet as you.'
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Is
that your little girl?
He looks so much like you.
Someday some boy will write
in her book, too:
'Roses are red, my love,
violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love,
but not as sweet as you.'
Then
I went far away
and you found someone new.
I read your letter, dear,
and I wrote back to you:
'Roses are red, my love,
violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet, my love,
good luck, may God bless you.'
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