Текст песни Patti Page - Poor Man`s Roses
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I must make up my mind today;What to have, what to hold:A poor man`s roses,Or a rich man`s goldOne`s as wealthy as a king in a palace,Though he`s callous and cold.He may learn to give his heart for love,Instead of buying it with gold.Then the poor man`s roses,And the thrill when we kissWill be memories of paradiseThat I`ll never miss.And yet the hand that brings a rose tonightIs the hand I will hold.For the rose of love means more to meThan any rich man`s gold.Then the poor man`s rosesAnd the thrill when we kiss (when we kiss)Will be memories of paradiseThat I`ll never miss.And yet the hand that brings a rose tonightIs the hand I will hold.For the rose of love means more to meThan any rich man`s go-o-o-o-oldThan any rich man`s gold.ALTERNATE ENDING FROM PATTI`S RE-RECORDING:Then the poor man`s rosesAnd the thrill when we kissWill be memories of paradiseThat I`ll never miss.And yet the hand that brings a rose tonightIs the hand I will holdFor the rose of love means more to meThan any rich man`s gold.Yes, the rose of love means more to meThan any rich man`s gold