I came here when the flowers were a blooming and the sun shined every day And we chased butterflies among the flowers just to let 'em get away And we watched springtime turn to summertime and summer turn to fall We turned to each other through it all Now I'm waitin' for a train to come along Hidin' from a winter wind that chills me to the bone Beggin' of how things used to be before our love passed away Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't the roses beautiful in May [ banjo ] I often try to capture to remember all the colors summer wore And how the girl beside me made me see the things I've never seen before For as long as I have mem'ries I'll have mem'ries of the girl Cause it was kind of my song of the world Now I'm waitin' for a train to come along Thinkin' about the flowers again and sorry that they're gone But long ago the paddles fell and the wind blew them away Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't the roses beautiful in MayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
