Ever since songwriters started writing songs,
They have written songs about the rose.
Red roses, blue roses, old roses, new roses,
Roses from the south and east and west,
But here is the rose song that I love the best.
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a girl who cares.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a stag at bay.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
She taught me how to do the tango,
Down where the palm trees sway.
I called her Rose-a-mir,
And she called a spade a spade.
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a storm at sea.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
One night in Bixby, Mississippi,
We watched the clouds roll by.
I said "My dear, how are you?"
And she wispered "So am I"
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a girl named Sam.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
Show me a rose,
A fragrant rose.
Make believe that you don't know me,
Until you show me
A rose.
They have written songs about the rose.
Red roses, blue roses, old roses, new roses,
Roses from the south and east and west,
But here is the rose song that I love the best.
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a girl who cares.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a stag at bay.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
She taught me how to do the tango,
Down where the palm trees sway.
I called her Rose-a-mir,
And she called a spade a spade.
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a storm at sea.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
One night in Bixby, Mississippi,
We watched the clouds roll by.
I said "My dear, how are you?"
And she wispered "So am I"
Show me a rose,
And I'll show you a girl named Sam.
Show me a rose,
Or leave me alone.
Show me a rose,
A fragrant rose.
Make believe that you don't know me,
Until you show me
A rose.