Bed of Roses (Live at Channel DR-TV, Copenhagen, Denmark - September 1971)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:40 duration
๐ ID: 6995807
๐ Lyrics
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the street
With no parents of my own, I never had a home
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat.
She found me outside one Sunday morning
Begging money from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
A woman of the streets this lady Rose.
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
Like most of the town wished they could do.
And I learned all the things that a man should know
From a woman not approved of I suppose
But she died knowing that I really loved her
Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
Who would go to church but left me in the street
With no parents of my own, I never had a home
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat.
She found me outside one Sunday morning
Begging money from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
A woman of the streets this lady Rose.
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
Like most of the town wished they could do.
And I learned all the things that a man should know
From a woman not approved of I suppose
But she died knowing that I really loved her
Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I understand.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.05] She was called a scarlet woman by the people
[00:16.01] Who would go to church but left me in the street
[00:20.77] With no parents of my own, I never had a home
[00:25.61] And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat.
[00:31.36] She found me outside one Sunday morning
[00:34.98] Begging money from a man I didn't know
[00:38.69] She took me in and wiped away my childhood
[00:44.47] A woman of the streets this lady Rose.
[00:49.80] This bed of Rose's that I lay on
[00:53.83] Where I was taught to be a man
[00:59.11] This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
[01:03.51] Is the only kind of life I understand.
[01:08.98] She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
[01:15.91] Who was spoken to in town by very few
[01:21.15] She managed a late evening business
[01:25.75] Like most of the town wished they could do.
[01:30.75] And I learned all the things that a man should know
[01:35.05] From a woman not approved of I suppose
[01:39.98] But she died knowing that I really loved her
[01:44.62] Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.
[01:49.72] This bed of Rose's that I lay on
[01:54.43] Where I was taught to be a man
[01:59.38] This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
[02:04.23] Is the only kind of life I understand.
[02:08.70] This bed of Rose's that I lay on
[02:13.42] Where I was taught to be a man
[02:18.13] This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
[02:23.08] Is the only kind of life I understand.
[02:27.87]
[00:16.01] Who would go to church but left me in the street
[00:20.77] With no parents of my own, I never had a home
[00:25.61] And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat.
[00:31.36] She found me outside one Sunday morning
[00:34.98] Begging money from a man I didn't know
[00:38.69] She took me in and wiped away my childhood
[00:44.47] A woman of the streets this lady Rose.
[00:49.80] This bed of Rose's that I lay on
[00:53.83] Where I was taught to be a man
[00:59.11] This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
[01:03.51] Is the only kind of life I understand.
[01:08.98] She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
[01:15.91] Who was spoken to in town by very few
[01:21.15] She managed a late evening business
[01:25.75] Like most of the town wished they could do.
[01:30.75] And I learned all the things that a man should know
[01:35.05] From a woman not approved of I suppose
[01:39.98] But she died knowing that I really loved her
[01:44.62] Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.
[01:49.72] This bed of Rose's that I lay on
[01:54.43] Where I was taught to be a man
[01:59.38] This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
[02:04.23] Is the only kind of life I understand.
[02:08.70] This bed of Rose's that I lay on
[02:13.42] Where I was taught to be a man
[02:18.13] This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
[02:23.08] Is the only kind of life I understand.
[02:27.87]