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BUBBA WAS A ROSE
GOD PICKS THE PRETTIEST FLOWERS FIRST.
THATS HOW THE CLICHE GOES.
HE PICKED MY SON SIX YEARS AGO.
AND BUBBA WAS A ROSE.
A ROSE TO ME,I KNOW IT'S TRUE.
WITH SANDY HAIR AND EYES OF BLUE.
A ROSE THAT STOOD NOT THREE FEET TALL.
A ROSE THAT ANSWERED,WHEN GOD CALLED.
A ROSE TO BRIGHTEN UP GOD'S THRONE.
A ROSE SOMEDAY,I'LL FOLLOW HOME.
SO I'LL TRUST IN GOD TO END MY WOES.
FOR IN GOD'S KINGDOM,GROWS A ROSE.
A ROSE SOMEDAY,I KNOW I'LL SEE.
WHEN GOD IN HEAVEN CALLS FOR ME.
SO THATS THE WAY MY STORY GOES.
FOR MY SON BUBBA ,WAS A ROSE.
