Many years have passed, I'm sorry to say
Since I've been to visit my Daddy's grave
When the telephone rang, I heard sister say
Green briars are growing on our Daddy's grave
I went to the place where my Daddy laid
And saw the green briar growing up through the clay
So I took me a spade and I took me a hoe
Cleared away the green briar, planted Daddy a rose
In life Dad's a briar and Mom's are the rose
But In death there's no difference God only knows
Sometimes at midnight when the cold wind blows
I think of the graveyard and my Daddy's rose
I went to place where my Daddy laid
And saw the green briar growing up through the clay
So I took me a spade and I took me a hoe
Cleared away the green briar, planted Daddy a rose
I long for the spring time when the rose will bloom
And cast it's shadows on my Daddy's tomb
So listen good people to these words I say
Keep the green briars off of your Daddy's grave
I went to the place where my Daddy laid
And saw the green briars growing up through the clay
So I took me a spade and I took me a hoe
Cleared away the green briar, planted Daddy a rose
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