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Waylon Jennings - Rose In Paradise


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Rose in Paradise
Waylon Jennings
Unknown Label or album or date (@ 1989?)

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

Verse 2
                               F
G                                  C
He bought her a mansion on the hillside, with a formal garden and a lot
a land...
                        F     G                                   C
But paradise became her prison, that Georgia banker was a jealous man!

Chorus:
F                                                              C
Every time he'd talk about her, you could see the fi-er in his eyes...
He'd say,
                              F       G                      C
"I would walk through Hell on Sunday, to keep my Rose in Paradise...

Verse 3

He hired a man to tend the garden, and keep an eye on things while he
was gone..

Some say they ran away together... Some say that gardner left alone...

Verse 4

Now the banker is an old man... that mansion's tum-ble-ing down...

He sits all day and he stares at the garden... not a trace of her was
ever found...

(Chorus)

Verse 5

Now there's a rose out in the garden... its beauty cuts just like a
knife...

They say that it even grows in the winter time... and blooms in the dead
of the night...



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