I came here when the flowers were a blooming and the sun shined every day

And we chased butterflies among the flowers just to let 'em get away

And we watched springtime turn to summertime and summer turn to fall

We turned to each other through it all

Now I'm waitin' for a train to come along

Hidin' from a winter wind that chills me to the bone

Beggin' of how things used to be before our love passed away

Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't the roses beautiful in May

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I often try to capture to remember all the colors summer wore

And how the girl beside me made me see the things I've never seen before

For as long as I have mem'ries I'll have mem'ries of the girl

Cause it was kind of my song of the world

Now I'm waitin' for a train to come along

Thinkin' about the flowers again and sorry that they're gone

But long ago the paddles fell and the wind blew them away

Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't the roses beautiful in May