A Good Year for the Roses

A Good Year for the Roses - George Jones (喬治·瓊斯)

I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick

On the cigarettes there in the ashtray

Lying cold the way you left them

At least your lips caressed them

While you packed

And a lip print on a half

Filled cup of coffee

That you poured

And didn't drink

But at least you thought

You wanted it

That's so much more

Than I can say for me

It's been a good year

For the roses

Many blooms still linger there

The lawn could stand another mowing

Funny I don't even care

When you turned

And walked away

And as the door behind you closes

The only thing I know to say

It's been a good year

For the roses

After three full years of marriage

It's the first time

That you haven't made the bed

I guess the reason we're not talking

There's so little left to say

We haven't said

While a million thoughts

Go running through my mind

I find I haven't spoke a word

And from the bedroom those familiar sounds

Of our one baby's crying goes unheard

But what a good year

For the roses

Many blooms still linger there

The lawn could stand another mowing

Funny I don't even care

And when you turned and walked away

And as the door behind you closes

The only thing I know to say

It's been a good year

For the roses