The sun goes down in Calvin county Neon lights from an old beer sign Shown through the window out on the sidewalk As I walked in to pass the time; I looked around, sat down at a table Ordered beef on rye and a glass of wine And through the door came a little old lady She was selling paper roses and they only cost a dime.
Paper Rosie, Paper Rosie She sold you Paper Roses, But they only cost a dime.
Silver hair that's lost its' Gold Trembling hand as she passed the rose Red Crepe paper, made nature's bouquet Help a little old lady buy a rose today; I took the rose from her trembing hand With eyes of age, she smilled and walked away Like a breath of spring I could smell the rose It came alive and I heard her say.
Buy my Roses, pretty roses They're only made of paper But they only cost a dime.
I went to look for her outside A spray of roses lay by her side The sky lit up and the choir sang A thousand voices as the church bells rang.
They sang Rosie (Rosie), paper Rosie (Rosie) She sold you Paper Roses But they only cost a dime.
Paper Rosie (Rosie), Paper Rosie (Rosie) She sold you paper roses But they only cost a dime.
