My Old Faded Rose

Oh, you have got them all hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and a laying them low
My old faded rose
Was it me that said you're getting old
And a losing your appeal
Was it me that said you're growing cold
And I wanted another deal
Well, I see that you're not wilted

But you never did let it show
Why didn't I know about the fiery glow
In my old faded rose
My old faded rose
With your petals hanging down
I didn't know I'd miss you so
My old faded ros
Oh, look at them hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and a laying them low
My old faded rose
I didn't mean that the grass was green
While your leaves is turning brown
Now don't take me so seriously
When I tell you don't hang around
But now I see you don't need pruning
And who do you suppose
Is back in line for one more time
After his old faded rose
My old faded rose
With your petals hanging down
I didn't mean I'd miss you so
My old faded rose
Look at them hanging around
Like the fringes on your gown
You're picking them up and laying them low
My old faded rose