Lyrics

[Verse 1] Oh, mama liked the roses, she'd grow 'em in the yard But winter always came around and made the growin' way too hard [Verse 2] Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time She'd decorate the living room for all us kids to see [Bridge] When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning I remember crying when she used to sing [Verse 3] Oh, mama liked the roses, but most of all, she cared About the way we learned to live and if we said our prayers [Interlude] You know, I kept the family bible with the rose that she saved inside It's pressed between the pages like it found a place to hide [Verse 4] Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way We bring them every Mother's Day and put them on her grave [Outro] Oh, mama liked the roses, ooh Mama liked the roses, ooh Oh, mama liked the roses, ooh