Yellow Roses

Me and Paw paw out in the yard, just playing ball

We stayed there till the sun went down

And we'd had enough, he'd fire up that old wide truck

And he drive us into town

He'd go slow and I'd say go fast and he'd say no, I wanna make it last

And then he'd look at me and laugh

When looking back it's like a dream to say goodbye at seventeen

To someone that you love as much as that

And I'd see you in the sunrise

And I'd hear you when the south wind blows

I hope the card games up there go on forever

Hope the angels gave you an ace to hold

And I hope that God still has a lighter

So you can fire up those Paul Mall blues

I hope the beers ice cold in a bar room that never closes

Oh, but most of all, I hope that you are picking yellow roses

And I miss the fun shooting stop signs with that BB gun

And you standing on the front porch with a crooked smile

And the buzzin' of your bumble bees it still sounds like a song to me

And I've got a million memories

And I'd see you in the sunrise

And I'd hear you when the south wind blows

I hope the card games up there go on forever

Hope the angels gave you an ace to hold

And I hope that God still has a lighter

So you can fire up those Paul Mall blues

I hope the beers ice cold in a bar room that never closes

Oh, but most of all, I hope that you are picking yellow roses

Are picking yellow roses, mm

And I hope that God still has a lighter

So you can fire up those Paul Mall blues

I hope the beers ice cold in a bar room that never closes

Oh, but most of all, I hope that you are picking yellow roses

Are picking yellow roses

Picking yellow roses