The Red Rose
"The Red Rose"
A cowboy sat thinking under the night sky
Shadows from his campfire danced on his face
He recalled a time when life wasn’t so sad
Before placing a red rose into the flames

He'd bought one dozen roses for someone special
But that someone special don’t want him no more
So he rode out into the middle of nowhere
To spend the night on the desert canyon floor

The rose turned to ashes before his eyes
And the tear that he cried; he didn’t try to disguise
There’s only one down, eleven to go
Tonight his love for her will die just like THE RED ROSE

Only a cowboy can ignore his feelings
Make up his mind and then just forget
Yes, he may spend all night with her memory
But come morning he’ll look for another sunset

Another rose turns to ashes before his eyes
There are no more tears; his stare is dry
All twelve are gone now, so he lets his eyes close
Tonight his love for her will die just like THE RED ROSE

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