[00:08.00]Oh, mama liked the roses
[00:14.00]she grew them in the yard
[00:19.00]But Winter always came around
[00:24.00]and made the growing way too hard
[00:28.50]Oh, mama liked the roses
[00:34.50]and when she had the time
[00:38.80]She'd decorate the living room,
[00:43.80]for all us kids to see
[00:49.50]When I hear the Sunday bells
[00:54.90]ringing in the morning
[00:59.50]I remember crying when she used to sing
[01:09.20]Oh, mama liked the roses
[01:14.60]but most of all she cared
[01:19.50]About the way we learned to live
[01:25.00]And if we said our prayers
[01:33.40]You know I kept the family bible
[01:38.00]With a rose that she saved inside
[01:43.20]It was pressed between the pages
[01:46.80]Like it had found a place to hide
[01:49.80]Oh, mama liked the roses
[01:55.50]in such a special way
[02:00.00]We bring them every Mother's Day
[02:05.50]And put them on her grave
[02:10.00]Oh, mama liked the roses
[02:16.00]Mmmm
[02:21.00]Mama liked the roses
[02:26.00]Mmmm
[02:31.00]Oh, mama liked the roses
[02:36.20]Mmmm