The Convict and the Rose

The Convict and the Rose - Hank Snow

Within my prison so dreary

I alone my sit with achin heart

I'm dreamin of my little darlin

From her forever i must part

The rose she sent me as a token

She sent it just to lighten my gloom

And tell me that her heart was broken

To cheer me before i meet my doom

She wrote i picked it from the garden

Where once we wandered side by side

But now you hold no hope of pardon

And i can never be your bride

The judge would not believe my story

The jury said i had to pay

Now to the rose in all it's glory

Not guilty was all that i could say

Goodbye sweetheart for in the morning

I meet my maker i must go

And when i die at daylight's dawnin

Against my heart they'll find this rose