Collected by Helen McAllister For Mary Celestia Parler Transcribed by Helen McAllister
Sung by Mrs. M. D. Meiser Springdale, Arkansas July 30, 1959
and Sue Holley
Reel 291, Item 4
How Sweet are the Roses
How sweet, how sweet are the roses,
And how we wait for their bloom,
And gather them in their beauty And scatter them over the tomb.
But weeds alas how sad it seems To pass them coldly by,
For they have buds and blossoms too And flower ere they die.
Alas, alas how they perish And pass with summer away;
The rose, the weed and the lily,
Beside each other decay.
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