Bed Of Roses Chords

  			Transcribed: J. Jezard 
Subject: Bed of Roses 
 
You'll have to figure out how it starts. I still can't figure it out. 
 
 
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she was called the scarlet woman by the people 
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who would go to Church, but left me in the street 
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with no kinfolk of my own,  I never had a home 
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and a eighteen year old boy has got to eat 
 
 
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She found me outside one Sunday morning 
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Begging money from someone I didn't know 
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She took me in a wipe away my childhood 
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A woman of the streets, that lady rose 
 
 
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This bed of rose's that I lay on, where I was taught to be a man 
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This bed of rose's that I live in, is the only kind of life I understand 
 
 
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she was a handsome woman just fourty-five, who was spoken to in town by very 
few 
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She managed a late evening business, like most of the town wish they could 
do. 
 
 
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Well I learned all the things, that a man should know 
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from a woman not approved of I suppose 
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but she died knowing that I really loved her, from life bramble bush I 
picked a rose