Yellow Roses

Me and Paw paw out in the yard, just playing ball
We stayed there till the sun went down
And we'd had enough, he'd fire up that old wide truck
And he drive us into town

He'd go slow and I'd say go fast and he'd say no, I wanna make it last
And then he'd look at me and laugh
When looking back it's like a dream to say goodbye at seventeen
To someone that you love as much as that

And I'd see you in the sunrise
And I'd hear you when the south wind blows
I hope the card games up there go on forever
Hope the angels gave you an ace to hold

And I hope that God still has a lighter
So you can fire up those Paul Mall blues
I hope the beers ice cold in a bar room that never closes
Oh, but most of all, I hope that you are picking yellow roses

And I miss the fun shooting stop signs with that BB gun
And you standing on the front porch with a crooked smile
And the buzzin' of your bumble bees it still sounds like a song to me
And I've got a million memories

And I'd see you in the sunrise
And I'd hear you when the south wind blows
I hope the card games up there go on forever
Hope the angels gave you an ace to hold

And I hope that God still has a lighter
So you can fire up those Paul Mall blues
I hope the beers ice cold in a bar room that never closes
Oh, but most of all, I hope that you are picking yellow roses
Are picking yellow roses, mm

And I hope that God still has a lighter
So you can fire up those Paul Mall blues
I hope the beers ice cold in a bar room that never closes
Oh, but most of all, I hope that you are picking yellow roses

Are picking yellow roses
Picking yellow roses