| Song | Mama Liked The Roses |
| Artist | Elvis Presley |
| Album | Suspicious Minds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:J.Christopher Music:J.Christopher | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard | |
| But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time | |
| She'd decorate the living room, for all us kids to see | |
| When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning | |
| I remember crying when she used to sing | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses but most of all she cared | |
| About the way we learned to live | |
| And if we said our prayers | |
| You know I kept the family bible | |
| With a rose that she saved inside | |
| It was pressed between the pages | |
| Like it had found a place to hide | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way | |
| We bring them every Mother's Day | |
| And put them on her grave | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses Mmmm | |
| Mama liked the roses |
| Lyrics: J. Christopher Music: J. Christopher | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard | |
| But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time | |
| She' d decorate the living room, for all us kids to see | |
| When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning | |
| I remember crying when she used to sing | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses but most of all she cared | |
| About the way we learned to live | |
| And if we said our prayers | |
| You know I kept the family bible | |
| With a rose that she saved inside | |
| It was pressed between the pages | |
| Like it had found a place to hide | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way | |
| We bring them every Mother' s Day | |
| And put them on her grave | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses Mmmm | |
| Mama liked the roses |
| Lyrics: J. Christopher Music: J. Christopher | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses she grew them in the yard | |
| But Winter always came around and made the growing way too hard | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time | |
| She' d decorate the living room, for all us kids to see | |
| When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning | |
| I remember crying when she used to sing | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses but most of all she cared | |
| About the way we learned to live | |
| And if we said our prayers | |
| You know I kept the family bible | |
| With a rose that she saved inside | |
| It was pressed between the pages | |
| Like it had found a place to hide | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way | |
| We bring them every Mother' s Day | |
| And put them on her grave | |
| Oh, mama liked the roses Mmmm | |
| Mama liked the roses |