George Morgan

Here is a rose from the garden where the flower of romance grows
And I'll keep on apart near my aching heart just a petal
from a faded rose

Love'd be sweet in the evening when the breeze of summer blows
But will fade and die when the winter's nigh like a petal
from a faded rose
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Now our love is a mem'ry where it's gone not only knows
But I'll hold so dear as a souvenir just a petal from
a faded rose
Just a petal from a faded rose