[Verse 1]
Oh, mama liked the roses, she'd grow 'em in the yard
But winter always came around and made the growin' way too hard

[Verse 2]
Oh, mama liked the roses and when she had the time
She'd decorate the living room for all us kids to see

[Bridge]
When I hear the Sunday bells ringing in the morning
I remember crying when she used to sing

[Verse 3]
Oh, mama liked the roses, but most of all, she cared
About the way we learned to live and if we said our prayers

[Interlude]
You know, I kept the family bible with the rose that she saved inside
It's pressed between the pages like it found a place to hide

[Verse 4]
Oh, mama liked the roses in such a special way
We bring them every Mother's Day and put them on her grave

[Outro]
Oh, mama liked the roses, ooh
Mama liked the roses, ooh
Oh, mama liked the roses, ooh