Bed of Roses (Live in Denmark)

Lyrics

She was called a scarlet woman by the people Who would go to church But leave me in the street With no parents of my own I never had a home And a fifteen year old girl has got to eat She found me outside one Sunday morning Begging money from a man I didn't know She took me in and wiped away my childhood That woman of the street This lady Rose This bed of roses that I lay on Where I was taught to love a man This bed of roses where I'm livin' Is the only kind of life I'll understand She was a handsome woman Just thirty-five Who was spoken to in town by very few She managed a late evening business Like most of the town wished they'd do I learned all the things A man should know from a woman Not approved of I suppose She died knowing someone really loved her From life's bramble bush I picked a rose This bed of roses This bed of roses