Perry Como - Rambling Rose Lyrics
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Rambling Rose
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What Are The Lyrics For Rambling Rose By Perry Como?
Everyone knows she's a ramblin' rose
She's a beauty growin' wild! Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best For mother nature's favourite child! She's got the kind of affection That just winds around your heart! You better run for protection Or she might upset your flower cart! I hate to disclose that ma ramblin' rose Is gonna meet her Waterloo! I let her play but she can't get away 'cause I know just what to do! Anyone knows you can train a rose To be a clingin' vine! So, from this day hence, there'll be a picket fence 'round that ramblin' rose of mine! Now, everyone knows she's a ramblin' rose She's a beauty growin' wild! Birds in their nest seem to whistle their best For mamma nature's favourite child! She's got the kind of affection That just winds around your heart! You'd better run for protection Or she might upset your flower cart! I hate to disclose that ma ramblin' rose Is gonna meet her Waterloo! I let her play but she can't get away 'cause I know just what to do! Anyone knows you can train a rose To be a clingin' vine! So, from this day hence, there'll be a picket fence 'round that ramblin' rose of mine! Music by Joseph Burke With lyrics by Joseph Allan McCarthy Jr. 1948 |
Who Wrote Rambling Rose By Perry Como?
Joseph Mccarthy, Joseph A. Burke
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What's The Duration Of The Rambling Rose By Perry Como?The duration of Rambling Rose is 2:29 minutes and seconds. |
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