Love is a rose but you’d better not pick it
It only grows when it’s on the vine
Hand full of thorns, and you know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine
I wanna see what’s never been seen
I wanna live that age on dree
Come on boy, let’s go together
We can take the best right then
Take a bus right now
Love is a rose but you’d better not pick it
It only grows when it’s on the vine
Hand full of thorns, and you know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine
I wanna go to an old hoedown
Long ago in a western town
Pick me up cuz my feet are dragging
Give me a lift and I’ll hay your wagon
Love is a rose but you’d better not pick it
It only grows when it’s on the vine
Hand full of thorns, and you know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine
Love is a rose (you’d better not pick it)
Love is a rose (on the vine)
Love is a rose (you know you've missed it)
Lose your love when you say the word mine
Lose your love when you say the word mine
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