"Mama Liked The Roses" lyrics

Oh, mama liked the roses, she'd grow 'em in the yard
But winter always came around and made the growing way too hard

Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time
She'd decorate the living room for all us kids to see

When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning
I remember crying when she used to sing

Oh, mama liked the roses, but most of all, she cared
About the way we learned to live and if we said our prayers

You know, I kept the family bible with the rose that she saved inside
It's pressed between the pages like it found a place to hide

Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way
We bring them every Mother's Day and put them on her grave

Oh, mama liked the roses, ooh
Mama liked the roses, ooh
Oh, mama liked the roses, ooh