Roadhouse Rose
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She was just a young girl when she left her mom and dad
Went out to see the world and get the things she never had
A couple of wrong turns, some good times gone bad
For my roadhouse rose
For my roadhouse rose
Now she's waiting tables, trying hard to make ends meet
She's cleaning coffee pots and she's got blisters on her feet
But when the whole world's on my back, she's always sweet
She's my roadhouse rose
God bless that woman with her pancakes, coffee and beans
A sight for sore eyes in them blue tight-fitting jeans
She's my queen
Oh, she's my roadhouse rose
She's my roadhouse rose
I know I never said a word but Lord, I hope she knows
She's my rose
She's my rose
Roadhouse rose
She's got a box painted with angels all gold
Filled up with tips from all the beers and shots she's sold
Started saving long ago but her dream will never go cold
For my roadhouse rose
God bless that woman with her pancakes, coffee and beans
A sight for sore eyes in them blue tight-fitting jeans
She's my queen
Oh, she's my roadhouse rose
Yeah, she's my roadhouse rose
I know I never said a word but Lord, I hope she knows
She's my roadhouse rose
Yeah
If I was her, I'd probably given up by now
But through all these years she's kept her dream alive somehow
So come on ladies and gentlemen, let's all take a bow
For my roadhouse rose
For my roadhouse rose
For my roadhouse rose
Yeah, for my roadhouse rose
I know I never said a word but Lord, I hope she knows
She's my roadhouse rose
She's my roadhouse rose