Irish Songs Lyrics With Guitar Chords By Martin Dardis

Mama's Roses Lyrics By Big Tom McBride

Home
Lyrics + Chords A-B
C - F
G - J
K - M
N - R
S - T
U - Z
The Tin Whistle Song Book With Letter Notes
Sheet Music And Tin Whistle
Tin Whistle Music 2
Learning Tin Whistle
Children's Songs On Tin Whistle
Pop Songs For The Tin Whistle
Christmas Carols For The Tin Whistle
Traditional Whistle Sheet Music
The Dubliners
Christy Moore
Wolfe Tones
Fureys Brothers
Clancy Brothers And Tommy Makem
Pogues
Most Popular Songs
Dublin City Ramblers
Johnny McEvoy
Scottish Songs
Gaeilge Songs
Foster & Allen
Irish Brigade
Country And Pop
Mary Black
Derek Ryan
Eric Bogle
Corries
McCalmans
Saw Doctors
Seamus Moore
Tommy Sands
Colum Sands
Football And Hurling Songs
American Folk And Patriotic Songs
German Songs
Runrig
Charlie And The Bhoys
Big Tom
Nathan Carter Lyrics
Welsh Songs
Other Songs And Resources
Updates
Guestbook
Learn Guitar

Mama's Roses Lyrics By Big Tom McBride

Intro B
[E]We all were called to [A]come back to the [E]old home on the farm.
[B]Mother passed away, oh what a [E]sad sad day,
And [A]as my daddy watched, his eyes were [E]filled with hurt,
When [F#]someone stepped upon a rose and [B]pushed it in the dirt.

Chorus
Don't[E] step on mother's roses daddy cried,
She [B]planted them the day she was my [E]bride
And [A]every time I see a rose I [E]see her smiling face
She [F#]made my darkest days look bright,
[B]'Round the old home place.
Don't [E]step on mother's roses let them grow,
The [B]way they did so many years a[E]go.
They'll [A]bloom for me each year and [E]I'll have mother near,
Don't [F#]step on mother's roses let them [E]grow. [B] [E]

Years have passed away now the old home place has changed,
Daddy had to go, we all miss him so
Children pick the roses as they grow along the way
But when their petals are abused I hear my daddy say.

Chorus
Don't step on mother's roses daddy cried,
She planted them the day she was my bride
And every time I see a rose I see her smiling face
She made my darkest days look bright,
'Round the old home place.
Don't step on mother's roses let them grow,
The way they did so many years ago.
They'll bloom for me each year and I'll have mother near,
Don't step on mother's roses let them grow.
 

Big Tom Songs

rsz_1rsz_1rsz_greenwhiteorange2.jpg

Privacy Policy        Links  Copyright  2002 - 2014 Martin Dardis

rsz_1rsz_1rsz_greenwhiteorange2.jpg