The Stillwater Hobos - Saint therese

^CDarling mother would you ^Gguide my hand My ^Dlove she’s in America with a ^Emterry band Her ^Cdark-flowing hair rolls ^Gall down her breast It’s as ^Dsoft as the night that she ^Emwent and left ^CSandy was the ^Griver that she walked It was ^Dout the door and it was ^Emoff the dock, The ^Cthunder ahead and the ^Gsteamboat’s dreams Of ^Dlily-white smoke and ^Emfine rafting things.

She ^Cboarded that ship and she ^Gsent it well ^DFast and lonesome as a ^Emkind farewell I ^Casked her grace for ^Gtwelve little towns With a ^Dmarket in all and open ^Emfields around She ^Ctook the East, and she ^Gtook the West ^DElizabeth’s the girl that ^EmI love the best My ^Chouse was robbed when I ^Gshut the door And ^Dboarded it up with a ^Emrusted oar. An ^Coa^Gr.^D

^CBring me a rose, St. The^Grese, St. Therese Would you ^Dbring me a rose St. The^Emrese, St. Therese ^CAll the little flowers are ^Gcovered and blessed Would you ^Dbring me a rose St. The^Emrese.

I ^Csaw her at the market just ^Gyesterday I ^Dsaid hello but she ^Emlooked the other way She ^Cwore a coat of black and ^Gtwo old shoes And my ^Deyes were light with the ^Emdevil’s dues I ^Cgave her a whistle and ^Gthree hundred cries And ^Dthere I found a rose as ^Emwhite as lye You can ^Cwash with water ^Gevery day But that ^Ddirt will stain your hide in the ^Emsame old way. That ^Cwa^Gy.^D

Now ^Ctwo devils danced on a ^Gbarrel of lime You ^Dknow they’re devils, mama, but you ^Emtook a bad time It was a ^Cslipped-up jig with ^Giron feet That ^Dfled like a coward when ^Emlovers meet But ^Cthere in the garden I can ^Gsee you fine Your ^Dhand full of roses smell ^Embetter than wine To ^Cscatter your flowers for the ^Gone you love As ^Dtender as the lightning in the ^Emsky above. ^CAb^Gov^De,^{Em C}Ab^Gov^De.

^CBring me a rose, St. The^Grese, St. Therese Would you ^Dbring me a rose St. The^Emrese, St. Therese. ^CAll the little flowers are ^Gcovered and blessed Would you ^Dbring me a rose St. The^Emrese. ^CA ^GRo^Dse^Em, a ^Cro^Gse^D.

Now ^CBring me a rose, St. The^Grese, St. Therese Would you bring me a rose St. Therese, Therese.