[Spoken]
Well, I had two weeks vacation comin', so I thought I'd drive down to Florida:
spend some time with an old friend, date a few girls, make a few parties, and
just kinda live it up again.
So I packed up my car, and then I called my Mom in Tennesee, and told her what
I planned to do. She said, "Son, are you comin' by?" And I said, "Mom, I'm
really pushed for time, but I'll see you in a week or two."
And I was drivin' through this little town in Georgia when I remembered:
today's Mama's birthday. Well, I thought I'll just stop and wire some flowers.
Shouldn't take too long; then I'll be on my way.
So I walked in a flower shop and the first thing I saw was this little boy,
with his eyes full a' tears. I said, "What's wrong, son?" He said, "Mama loves
roses. And today's her birthday, and I haven't seen her in almost a year."
[Chorus]
Roses for Mama
Today's her birthday
Roses for Mama
Today's her birthday
He said, "I live with Grandma now. But I promised Mama some roses, 'cause I
talk to her all the time. I wanted to give her five, 'cause that's how old I
am. But the lady said I couldn't buy 'em with just a dime."
Well, the little fella's story kind a' touched my heart, so I told the lady to
give him what he wanted and charge it to me. Then I told her I needed to wire a
dozen roses to my Mama, up in Chapel Hill, Tennessee.
I looked around, and the little boy was gone. But all of a sudden the door flew
open and he come runnin' back in and he said, "Mister, I forgot to thank you
for the roses." He smiled, he shook my hand, and ran back out again.
Well, I started on out of town. And I was feelin' real proud of myself for
thinkin' of my Mama and really carin', when I looked out the window and I saw
that same little boy, kneelin', by a grave in an old cemete
