Everyone knows she's a ramblin' rose
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She's a beauty growin' wild!
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Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best
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For mother nature's favourite child!
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She's got the kind of affection
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That just winds around your heart!
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You better run for protection
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Or she might upset your flower cart!
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I hate to disclose that ma ramblin' rose
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Is gonna meet her Waterloo!
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I let her play but she can't get away
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'cause I know just what to do!
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Anyone knows you can train a rose
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To be a clingin' vine!
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So, from this day hence, there'll be a picket fence
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'round that ramblin' rose of mine!
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Now, everyone knows she's a ramblin' rose
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She's a beauty growin' wild!
|
Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best
|
For mamma nature's favourite child!
|
|
She's got the kind of affection
|
That just winds around your heart!
|
You'd better run for protection
|
Or she might upset your flower cart!
|
|
I hate to disclose that ma ramblin' rose
|
Is gonna meet her Waterloo!
|
I let her play but she can't get away
|
'cause I know just what to do!
|
|
Anyone knows you can train a rose
|
To be a clingin' vine!
|
So, from this day hence, there'll be a picket fence
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'round that ramblin' rose of mine!
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Ramblin' Rose
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| Bobby Vinton |
