Rose for the Lady
Someone in the neighbourhood
Says it don't look good
Homeless lady lives on a bench
Called city hall for removal
Where's the rose for the lady
Whose bench was stolen by the city
Another homeless soul
Dead in the cold
Where's the rose for the lady
Send her flowers
While she's alive
Watch her smile
Give her a ticket to Florida
Someplace warm
Where she won't die
Wicked winds of wintertime
Chilled us to the bone
Cut deep into our sore hearts
A cold death in the snow
© Edgware Music
SOCAN 1998
Words and Music by Roger Ellis
