VerseOh, Mama Liked The Roses She Grew Them In The YardBut Winter Always Came Around And Made The Growing Way Too HardVerse 2Oh, Mama Liked The Roses And When She Had The TimeShe'd Decorate The Living Room, For All Us Kids To SeeVerse 3When I Hear The Sunday Bells Ringing In The Morning I Remember CryingWhen She Used To SingVerse 4Oh, Mama Liked The Roses But Most Of All She CaredAbout The Way We Learned To Live And If We Said Our PrayersVerse 5You Know I Kept The Family Bible With A Rose That She Saved Inside It Was PressedBetween The Pages Like It Had Found A Place To HideVerse 6Oh, Mama Liked The Roses In Such A Special WayWe Bring Them Every Mother's DayAnd Put Them On Her Grave Oh, Mama Liked The RosesMmmm Mama Liked The Roses
