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I'm planting red roses on my mother's grave,
In memory of someone so true;
I want her to know we still miss her so,
Dear Mother, red roses for you.
Red roses will grow as the years come and go,
They'll fade for a while in the cold winter snow;
They'll blossom come springtime in the warm summer sunshine,
Dear Mother, red roses for you.
I know you're an angel somewhere above,
In heaven you're waiting I know;
Each night I pray I'll meet you someday,
Up there where the red roses grow.
Red roses will grow as the years come and go,
They'll fade for a while in the cold winter snow;
They'll blossom come springtime in the warm summer sunshine,
Dear Mother, red roses for you.
Dear Mother, red roses for you.
