Текст (слова) песни: Patti Page - Poor Man`s Roses
I must make up my mind today; What to have, what to hold: A poor man`s roses, Or a rich man`s gold
One`s as wealthy as a king in a palace, Though he`s callous and cold. He may learn to give his heart for love, Instead of buying it with gold.
Then the poor man`s roses, And the thrill when we kiss Will be memories of paradise That I`ll never miss.
And yet the hand that brings a rose tonight Is the hand I will hold. For the rose of love means more to me Than any rich man`s gold.
Then the poor man`s roses And the thrill when we kiss (when we kiss) Will be memories of paradise That I`ll never miss.
And yet the hand that brings a rose tonight Is the hand I will hold. For the rose of love means more to me Than any rich man`s go-o-o-o-old Than any rich man`s gold.
ALTERNATE ENDING FROM PATTI`S RE-RECORDING:
Then the poor man`s roses
And the thrill when we kiss
Will be memories of paradise
That I`ll never miss.
And yet the hand that brings a rose tonight
Is the hand I will hold
For the rose of love means more to me
Than any rich man`s gold.
Yes, the rose of love means more to me
Than any rich man`s gold
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