Текст песни Elvis Presley - Mama Liked The Roses

Oh mama liked the roses  she grew them in the yard
But winter always came around  and made the growing way too hard
Oh mama liked the roses  and when she had the time
She'd decorate the living room  for all us kids to see

When I hear the Sunday bells  ringing in the morning
I remember crying  when she used to sing
Oh mama liked the roses  but most of all she cared
About the way we learned to live  and if we said our prayers

Spoken: 
You know I kept the family bible 
With a rose that she saved inside
It was pressed between the pages
Like it had found a place to hide

Oh mama liked the roses  in such a special way
We bring them every mother's day  and put them on her grave
Oh mama liked the roses  mm-mm-mm
Mama liked the roses  mm-mm-mm
Oh mama liked the roses  mm-mm-mm