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While C strolling thru a lovely G7 garden
As day was drawing to a C close...G7
My C eyes be-C7-held a tragic F story
I G7 saw a teardrop on a C rose.
It should have been a tear of gladness
But deep inside the sorrow shows
A trusting heart had just been broken
I saw a teardrop on a rose.
A sobbing tear that follows parting
Holds all the pain that sorrow knows
A book to buy a life is shattered
There lies a story on a rose.
The tear will dry the rose will wither
When spring and winter comes and goes
I loved, I lost, my story ended
With just a teardrop on a rose.