Here's a rose from the garden where the bloom of romance grows

But I'll keep one part near my aching heart just a petal from a faded rose

Love is sweet in the morning when the breeze of summer blows

But will fade and die when the winter's nigh a petal from a faded rose

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Now our love is a mem'ry where it's gone nobody knows

But I'll hold so dear as a souvenir just a petal from a faded rose

I will live with the roses where the stream of mem'ry flows

And each time I dream a tear will gleam on the petal from a faded rose