I
came here when the flowers were
a blooming and the sun shined every day
And we chased butterflies among
the flowers just to let 'em get away
And we watched springtime turn to
summertime and summer turn to fall
We turned to each other
through it all
Now I'm waitin' for a train
to come along
Hidin' from a winter wind
that chills me to the bone
Beggin' of how things used to be
before our love passed away
Weren't the roses beautiful in May and
weren't the roses beautiful in May
[ banjo ]
I often try to capture to remember
all the colors summer wore
And how the girl beside me made me see
the things I've never seen be fore
For as long as I have mem'ries I'll
have mem'ries of the girl
Cause it was kind of my
song of the world
Now I'm waitin' for a train
to come along
Thinkin' about the flowers again
and sorry that they're gone
But long ago the paddles fell and the
wind blew them away
Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't
the roses beautiful in May