The sun goes down in Calvin County,
Neon lights from an old beer sign,
Shown through the window out on the sidewalk,
As I walked in to pass the time;
I looked around, sat down at a table,
Ordered beef on rye and a glass of wine
And through the door came a little old lady,
She was selling paper roses and they only cost a dime.
Chorus:
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Paper Rosie…Paper Rosie…,
She sold you paper roses; but they only cost a dime.
Silver hair that had lost it’s gold,
Trembling hands as she passed a rose,
Red crepe paper made nature’s bouquet,
Help a little old lady, buy a rose today;
I took the rose from her trembling hand,
With the eyes of age, she smiled and walked away,
Like the breath of spring, I could smell the rose,
It came alive and I heard her say.
Chorus:
Buy my roses, pretty roses,
There only made of paper; but they only cost a dime
I went to look for her outside,
А spray of roses lay by her side,
The sky lit up and the choir sang,
А thousand voices and the church bells rang;
They sang Rosie…Paper Rosie….
She sold you paper roses but they only costs a dime
Paper Rosie…Paper Rosie…,
She sold you paper roses; but they only cost a dime.