George Jones — A Good Year for the Roses lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "A Good Year for the Roses" by George Jones.

Lyrics

I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick
on the cigar--ettes there in the ashtray
lyin? cold the way you left them
at least your lips caress--ed them while you packed
And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee
that you poured and didn? t drink
but at least you thought you wanted it that? s so much more than I can say for me But what a good year for the roses
many blooms still linger there
the lawn could stand another mowin?
it? s funny, I don? t even care
and when you turned and walked away
and as the door behind you closes
the only thing I know to say
it? s been a good year for the roses
After three full years of marriage
it? s the first time that you haven? t made the bed
I guess the reason we? re not talkin?
there? s so little left to say, we haven? t said
while a million thoughts go runnin? through my mind
I find I haven? t spoke a word
and from the bedroom those familiar sounds
of our one baby? s cryin? goes un--heard
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