It Must Have Been the Roses
Annie laid her head down in the roses
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea
Thinkin' well how it may blow in all good company
If I tell another what your own lips told to me
Let me lay 'neath the roses, till my eyes no longer see
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
One pane of glass in the window
No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door
Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore
And it's strange how no one comes 'round any more
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
She had ribbons, ribbons, ribbons, in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea
Thinkin' well how it may blow in all good company
If I tell another what your own lips told to me
Let me lay 'neath the roses, till my eyes no longer see
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
One pane of glass in the window
No one is complaining, no, come in and shut the door
Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore
And it's strange how no one comes 'round any more
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
I don't know, it must have been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know, maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Hunter
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Bare Bones, Vol. 1: The Duo Recordings (Master Takes)
- Might As Well: A Round Records Retrospective
- Ancient Footprints (Live Hempstead, New York '80)
- It's Not My Weekend
- Ripple
- Run for the Roses (Expanded)
- Pure Jerry: Marin Veteran's Memorial Auditorium, San Rafael, California, February 28, 1986
- Garcia
- Garcia (Expanded)
- Live at the Boar's Head Coffee House 1961
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