Rose In Paradise
Chris Young
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(início)
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Verse
D C G D She was a flower for the takin', her beauty cut just like a knife C G D And he was a banker from Macon, he swore to love her all his life C G D He bought her a mansion on a mountain with a formal garden and a lot a land C G D But paradise became her prison, that Georgia banker was a jealous man
Chorus
Bm G Bm G A Every time he'd talk a-bout her, you could see the fire in his eyes D C G D He'd say, "I would walk through Hell on Sunday to keep my Rose in Paradise"
Verse
D C G D He hired a man to tend the garden, and keep an eye on her while he was gone C G D Some say they ran away together, some say that gardener left alone C G D Now the banker is an old man, and the mansion crumblin' down C G D He sits all day and stares at the garden, not a trace of her was ever found
Chorus
Bm G Bm G A Every time he'd talk a-bout her, you could see the fire in his eyes D C G D He'd say, "I would walk through Hell on Sunday to keep my Rose in Paradise"
Bridge
D C G D Now there's a rose out in the garden, its beauty cuts just like a knife C G D They say it even grows in the winter time, and blooms in the dead of the night
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