Elvis Presley 2 - Mama liked the roses/Мама любила розы текст песни

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
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 Mmmm
Mama
liked the roses