[Verse 1]
I must make up my mind today
What to have or to hold
A poor man's roses
Or a rich man's gold

[Verse 2]
One's as wealthy as a king in a palace
Though he's callous and cold
He may learn to give his heart for love
Instead of buying it with gold

[Bridge]
Then the poor man's roses
And the thrill when we kiss
Will be memory of paradise
That I'll never miss

[Verse 3]
And yet the hand that brings the rose tonight
Is the hand I will hold
For the rose of love means more to me
More than any rich man's gold

[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
Then the poor man's roses
And the thrill when we kiss
Will be memory of paradise
That I'll never miss

[Verse 3]
And yet the hand that brings the rose tonight
Is the hand I will hold
For the rose of love means more to me
Than any rich man's gold