Kelly Family - The rose

Some say ^Clove, it is a r^Fiver that dr^Fowns the t^Fender r^Ceed Some say ^Clove, it is a r^Fazor that le^Faves your ^Fsoul to^C bleed Some say ^Amlove, it is a h^Funger, an en^Dmdless aching ^Fneed I say lov^Ce, it is a flow^Fer, and ^Fyou it's ^Fonly s^Ceed

It's the ^Cheart, afraid of ^Fbreaking, that ^Fnever l^Fearns to ^Cdance It's the ^Cdream, afraid of ^Fwaking, that ^Fnever ^Ftakes the ^Cchance It's the ^Amone who won't be ^Ftaken, who ^Dmcannot seem to ^Fgive And the s^Coul, afraid of ^Fdyin', that ^Fnever ^Flearns to ^Clive

When the ^Cnight has been too ^Flonely And the ^Froad has ^Fbeen too ^Clong And you ^Cthink that love is ^Fonly for the ^Flucky ^Fand the ^Cstrong Just rem^Amember in the w^Finter far b^Dmeneath the bitter ^Fsnows Lies the ^Cseed, that with the ^Fsun's love, in the ^Fspring ^FBecomes The ^CRose