D                         C
She was a flower for the takin'
G                          D
Her beauty cut just like a knife.
D                   C    
He was a banker from Macon. 
G                              D
He swore he'd love her all his life.


[Verse 2]

D                             C
He bought her mansion up on a mountain,
G                                D 
With a floral garden and alot of land.
D                       C
But paradise became her prison
G                                    D
That Georgia banker was a jealous man


[Chorus]

Bm                       G
And Every time he talked about her
Bm                           G    A
You could see the fire in his eyes  

...and he'd say...

D                            C
I would walk through hell on Sunday
G                          D
To keep my rose in paradise


[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)

He hired a man to tend the garden
And keep an eye on her while he was gone
Some say they ran away together
Some say that gardener left alone


[Verse 4]
(same as verse 1)

Now that banker He's an old man
That mansions crumblin' down
He sits all day and stares at the garden
Not a trace of her was ever found


[Chorus]

Bm                       G
And Every time he talked about her
Bm                           G    A
You could see the fire in his eyes  

...and he'd say...

D                            C
I would walk through hell on Sunday
G                          D
To keep my rose in paradise


[Verse 5]
(same as verse 1)

Now there's a rose out in the garden
It's beauty cuts just like a knife
Some say it even grows in the winter time
and blooms in the dead of the night