Roses Bring Dreams Of You 1908

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 02 Sep 2005

Alone I sit this Summer morn,
the roses all in bloom,
bring mem'ries of the golden past,
that faded all too soon.
I pluck the roses from their stems
their petals wet with dew,
I think of days in years gone by,
when I loved only you.

Roses, roses,
roses bring mem'ries of you, dear,
mem'ries of love's sweetest hours
telling our love to the flowers,
Roses, roses,
your love was like the roses,
fresh for a day but they faded away
Red roses bring dreams of you.

I've roamed the world alone since then,
that day you proved untrue,
but I've been, Oh! so lonesome dear,
for just one word from you.
'Twas as you willed, you broke the vows,
I bade you go, and yet I've tried
to tear you from my heart,
and still I can't forget.

Roses, roses,
roses bring mem'ries of you, dear,
mem'ries of love's sweetest hours
telling our love to the flowers,
Roses, roses,
your love was like the roses,
fresh for a day but they faded away
Red roses bring dreams of you.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Roses Bring Dreams Of You 1908
Words and Music by Herbert Ingraham
© 1908 by Maurice Shapiro, Broadway & 39th St., N.Y.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 02 September 2005 at 00.40
in association with Doug Grierson
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