(George Jones)

Today I got a long letter

From one who still cares for me

She asked lots of questions

Like would I call her sometime

And was I getting back on my feet

She asked if I had quit drinking

Like I promised her long ago

The words wouldn't come

When I called and she answered

Oh but I found a way to say no

I sent her some wine-colored roses

The color of grapes on the vine

When she sees the wine-colored roses

They'll tell her I'm still on the wine

The roses will say I still love her

Their color will cause her to cry

One dozen reasons to tell her I'm sorry

And twelve pretty flowers don't lie

I sent her some wine-colored roses

The color of grapes on the vine

When she sees the wine-colored roses

They'll tell her I'm still on the wine