George Morgan - One Dozen Roses (And Our Love) Lyrics
One dozen roses and our loveA mom and dad's prayer to you aboveHappy birthday, little doveOne dozen roses and our loveWell, today is your birthday, sweetheartAnd you would have been sweet sixteenSure you were our only daughterYou were your mom and your daddy's little queenSee, we were gonna give you upParty and everythingBut the Lord called you awayTo sleep in His beautiful gardenSo we brought you this pretty bouquetYeah, your mom is here with meYou know with the roses in her handYou know somethin' elseShe has your little white BibleTo kinda help us understandOh, we're gonna miss youSo much precious daughterAs we both kneel here to prayBut we're gonna leave you these pretty rosesOn this your special dayOne dozen roses and our loveA mom and dad's prayer to you aboveHappy birthday little doveOne dozen roses and our love