There's an old man standing by a pond
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Smiling like the world could do no wrong
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Cool water runs against his toes
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As he holds the petals of a yellow rose
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Years ago in Central Park
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He and his woman disappeared in the dark
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And underneath the city's glow
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They left the petals of a yellow rose
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Chorus:
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So would you be my, my yellow rose
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Would you stand beside me when the wild wind blows
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I'm only asking cause I, I'd like to know
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Oh, would you be my Yellow Rose
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They came in on a Jersey train
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He took her hand and said, "I love you Jane."
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She saw the passing of a garden's row
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And said, "I'd be yours if I had one of those."
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Chorus 2:
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So would you be my Yellow Rose
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Would you wake beside me in the morning glow
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I'm only asking cause I'd like to know
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Would you be my Yellow Rose
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The water is still, and the woman is gone
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But the old man ain't moving on
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Cause there are moments when all you need
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Is a cool pond and a memory
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Yellow Rose
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