FREE Christmas Carol Songbook

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    Roses

    Rani Arbo and Daisy Mayhem

     

    Capo 2

     

    Chord Guide

           32 1

    C:    x32010

          134211

    F:    133211

          3    4

    G:    3x0003

            2 1

    Am7:  x02010

           1   4

    G/B:  x2x003

            231

    Am:   x02210

             231

    Dm:   xx0231

           12

    Em:   022000

     

    Strum: B   D U B   D U

           1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +

     

                  C (3)                                                                         F

    On the streets of New York City, where the asphalt greets the sun,

       F (3)                                                              C (2)

    Morning slips in sideways like a cheetah on the run

             C (3)                                                         F

    She’s out there on the sidewalk, kneeling at her toil

                 G (2)                                F (2)              C (2)

    Pulling weeds for Jesus, with her knuckles in the soil

     

           C (3)                                            F

    She is no St. Theresa.  She is no paragon.

      F (3)                                                            C (2)

    Fingernails are dirty.  Her old blue jeans are worn.

             C (3)                                                                     F

    She doesn’t talk to strangers, she hardly knows you’re there.

                        G (4)                                

    She doesn’t want your money, she doesn’t want your prayers, because

     

    Chorus:

       Am7 (½)  G/B (½)     C        Am7 (½)  G/B (½)     C

    This is      God's    dominion, this is peace on earth

       Am7 (½)  G/B (½)   C                  F                          G

    This is     what she's put here for, this is what she's worth

               F (½)    G (½)          C                F (½)   G (½)       Am

    All the other things that matter have slowly slipped away

                    F             C              F            C

    Now she grows her roses, she grows her roses,

           Dm (½)    Em (½)      F (2)      C (2)

    and she         grows her roses all day.

     

    / C - - - / - - - - /

     

                C (3)                                                             F

    She remembers a young woman with hair as fine as gold

                 F (3)                                                                     C (2)

    She remembers all her lovers, and she remembers growing old

                C (3)                                                           F

    She remembers meeting Jesus, she can’t recall the day,

                          G (4)

    She gave him all her seeds of darkness, he buried them away, because

     

    Instrumental Verse

     

    / Am7 - G/B - /

     

                   C (3)                                                                           F

    Now she coaxes hope from concrete, and she coaxes right from wrong,

               F (3)                                                                  C (2)

    She makes the Spanish ladies break into their Spanish song

                  C (3)                                                                       F (2)

    Well, at night they smell her roses in the streetlamp’s yellow sun

                    G (4)

    and they dream of summer dresses in the streets of old San Juan, because

     

    Chorus

     

                      F             C              F            C

    Yeah, she grows her roses, she grows her roses,

           Dm (½)    Em (½)      F (4)            C (3)

    and she       grows her  roses every day.

     

    End on C


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