Intro:
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She was called a 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 parents of my own, I never had a home
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And an 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 a man I didn't know
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She took me in and wiped away my childhood
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A woman of the streets this lady Rose.

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This bed of Rose's that I lay on
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Where I was taught to be a man
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This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
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Is the only kind of life I understand.

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She was a handsome woman, just thirty-five
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Who was spoken to in town by very few
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She managed a Lady of the Evening business
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Like most of the town wished they could do.

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And 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
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Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose.