Roses and Rust
Hey hold my hand
The little girl was crying
She looked awful sad
So he gave her a piece of his candy
And pretty soon she laughed
When her mama came calling
This is what he said
Till roses turn to rust and slip through your hands
Till skies fall around us and pigs see the wind
Till the sun burns to a cinder and a rocks turn to sand
You'll be my sweetheart and I'll be your man
Hey hold my hand
He said to the woman in the wedding dress next to him
I don't need a preacher to tell me what to do
Till the good Lord comes and takes me, baby I'm sticking with you
Till roses turn to rust and slip through your hands
Till skies fall around us and pigs see the wind
Till the sun burns to a cinder and a rocks turn to sand
You'll be my sweetheart and I'll be your man
Hey, hold my hand
He said to the woman standing next to his bed
All those years; all the good times they had
As he slipped away to heaven, this is what he said
Till roses turn to rust and slip through your hands
Till skies fall around us and pigs see the wind
Till the sun burns to a cinder and a rocks turn to sand
You'll be my sweetheart and I'll be your man
The little girl was crying
She looked awful sad
So he gave her a piece of his candy
And pretty soon she laughed
When her mama came calling
This is what he said
Till roses turn to rust and slip through your hands
Till skies fall around us and pigs see the wind
Till the sun burns to a cinder and a rocks turn to sand
You'll be my sweetheart and I'll be your man
Hey hold my hand
He said to the woman in the wedding dress next to him
I don't need a preacher to tell me what to do
Till the good Lord comes and takes me, baby I'm sticking with you
Till roses turn to rust and slip through your hands
Till skies fall around us and pigs see the wind
Till the sun burns to a cinder and a rocks turn to sand
You'll be my sweetheart and I'll be your man
Hey, hold my hand
He said to the woman standing next to his bed
All those years; all the good times they had
As he slipped away to heaven, this is what he said
Till roses turn to rust and slip through your hands
Till skies fall around us and pigs see the wind
Till the sun burns to a cinder and a rocks turn to sand
You'll be my sweetheart and I'll be your man
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Writer(s): Michael Shaun Norton
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