Cause you’re the dancing queen, silver dream
To see you walking in tide blue jeans	
My oh my, you’re something out of space
To see your shining hair, deep blue eyes	
Lord it almost make me cry
Come on girl, so you can hear me say

Oh  you’re my beautiful rose in the morning
Oh you’re my beautiful flower in spring
Oh  you’re my beautiful rose in the morning
I wanna pick you baby, to give me everything

I played my old gitar, just for you
So tell me what else can I do
To make you mine, and love you al night long
Come on and hold me tight, make it right
And we’ll make love till the morning light
Together we can make this life a song

Oh  you’re my beautiful rose in the morning
Oh you’re my beautiful flower in spring
Oh  you’re my beautiful rose in the morning
I wanna pick you baby, to give me everything

Oh  you’re my beautiful rose in the morning
Oh you’re my beautiful flower in spring
Oh  you’re my beautiful rose in the morning
I wanna pick you baby, to give me everything
I wanna pick you baby, to give me everything
I wanna pick you baby, to give me everything


(c) George Baker Selection