G# C# G# She was called a scarlet woman by the people D#7 Who would go to church but left me in the street G# C# With no parents of my own I never had a home A#7 D#7 And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat G# C# G# She found me outside one Sunday morning D# Begging money from a man I didnʼt know G# C# G# She took me in and wiped away my childhood D#7 G# D#7 A woman of the streets this lady Rose G# C# G# This bed of Roseʼs that I lay on D#7 Where I was taught to be a man G# C# G# This bed of Roseʼs where Iʼm living D#7 G# D#7 Is the only kind of life I understand G# C# G# She was a handsome woman just thirty-five D#7 Who was spoken to in town by very few G# C# She managed a late evening business A#7 D#7 Like most of the town wished they could do G# C# G# And I learned all the things that a man should know D#7 From a woman not approved of I suppose G# C# G# But she died knowing that I really loved her D#7 G# D#7 Of lifeʼs bramble bush I picked a rose
