Convict And The Rose

George Morgan

Composição de: Robert A. King / Betty Chaplin
Within my prison cell so dreary alone I sit with weary 
heart
I'm thinking of my lonely darling from her forever I must 
part
A rose she sent me as a token she sent it just to light my 
gloom
To tell me that her heart is broken to cheer me fore I meet
 my doom

[ steel ]

She wrote I took it from the garden where once we wandered 
side by side
But now you hold no hope of pardon and I can never be your 
bride
Goodbye sweetheart for in the morning I'll meet my Maker in
 repose
And when I'll go at daylight's dawning against my heart 
they'll find the rose
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