Rose In Paradise
Chris Young
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D C G D [Verse]D C She was a flower for the takin',G D her beauty cut just like a knifeC G And he was a banker from Macon, heD swore to love her all his life He bought her a mansion on aC G mountain with a formal garden andD a lot a landC G But paradise became her prison, that Georgia banker was a jealousD man [Chorus]Bm G Every time he'd talk a-bout her,Bm G you could see the fire in hisA eyesContinúa después del anuncioD He'd say, "I would walk throughC G Hell on Sunday to keep my Rose inD Paradise" [Verse]D He hired a man to tend the garden,C G and keep an eye on her while heD was gone Some say they ran away together,C G some say that gardener left aloneDC Now the banker is an old man, andG D the mansion crumblin' down He sits all day and stares at theC G garden, not a trace of her wasD ever found [Chorus]Bm G Every time he'd talk a-bout her,Bm G you could see the fire in hisA eyesD He'd say, "I would walk throughC G Hell on Sunday to keep my Rose inD Paradise" [Bridge]D Now there's a rose out in theC G garden, its beauty cuts just likeD a knifeC They say it even grows in theG winter time, and blooms in theD dead of the night