D C G D

[Verse 1]
D                         C
She was a flower for the takin'
G                          D
Her beauty cut just like a knife.
D                    C    
He was a banker from Macon. 
G                              D
He swore he'd love her all his life.

[Verse 2]
D                               C
He bought her a mansion on a mountain,
G                                 D 
With a floral garden and a lot of land.
D                       C
But paradise became her prison
G                                 D
That Georgia banker was a jealous man

[Chorus]
Bm                       G
And every time he talked about her
Bm                           G    A
You could see the fire in his eyes  

...and he'd say...

D                            C
I would walk through hell on Sunday
G                          D
To keep my rose in paradise

[Verse 3]
D                           C
He hired a man to tend the garden
G                                  D
Keep an eye on her while he was gone
D                        C
Some say they ran away together
G                             D
Some say that gardener left alone

[Verse 4]
D                     C
Now that banker is an old man
G                        D
That mansions crumblin' down
D                                   C
He sits all day and stares at the garden
G                             D
Not a trace of her was ever found

[Chorus]
Bm                       G
And every time he talked about her
Bm                           G    A
You could see the fire in his eyes  

...and he'd say...

D                            C
I would walk through hell on Sunday
G                          D
To keep my rose in paradise

[Verse 5]
D                               C
Now there's a rose out in the garden
G                             D
It's beauty cuts just like a knife
D                                     C
Some say it even grows in the winter time
G                              D
And blooms in the dead of the night 

[Outro]
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