Lyrics
and my red rose is turning white
Yet there s consolation in my heart, mamas day with her children is through
where the white roses turn to red
Like the flowers in may, ive just told mama goodbye
Mothers day has turned to night, and my red rose is turning white, but today im saying my first prayer
Each year on mothers day, like the flowers in may Just, mamas day with her children is through
mamas lying on her dying bed
the rose i wore was red
i heard her say
Recorded by hank williams, this is the dreaded hour
And my red rose is turning white, ive just told mama goodbye
The rose i wore was red, each year on mothers day
Words and music by curley kinsey and sunshine slim sweet, each year on mothers day Just, mamas lying on her dying bed
i ll meet you someday
The rose i wore was red, mothers day has turned to night Hank, mamas day with her children is through
Her time has come to go and there s nothing i can do only hold her hand and say goodbye, mamas day with her children is through
This is the dreaded hour, and my red rose is turning white
Recorded by hank williams, mothers day has turned to night Mama, like the flowers in may
And knelt beside her bed, but today im saying my first prayer
the rose i wore was red
Like the flowers in may, like the flowers in may
Where the white roses turn to red, ive just told mama goodbye, each year on mothers day
Ive just told mama goodbye, her time has come to go and there s nothing i can do only hold her hand and say goodbye, and knelt beside her bed
mamas day with her children is through
Each year on mothers day, where the white roses turn to red
Like the flowers in may, mamas lying on her dying bed Williams, mamas day with her children is through
words and music by curley kinsey and sunshine slim sweet
Ive just told mama good, she withered away Told, and knelt beside her bed
And knelt beside her bed, ive just told mama goodbye, each year on mothers day
and knelt beside her bed
Ive just told mama goodbye, like the flowers in may, this is the dreaded hour
we all must face someday
Like the flowers in may, yet there s consolation in my heart Hank, recorded by hank williams
This is the dreaded hour, mamas lying on her dying bed, ive just told mama goodbye
Recorded by hank williams, where the white roses turn to red Williams, words and music by curley kinsey and sunshine slim sweet
Each year on mothers day, and my red rose is turning white, the rose i wore was red
This is the dreaded hour, she will bloom in the masters bouquet, we all must face someday
mothers day has turned to night
Each year on mothers day, but today im saying my first prayer, i heard her say
words and music by curley kinsey and sunshine slim sweet
Ive just told mama good, yet there s consolation in my heart, recorded by hank williams
we all must face someday
Ive just told mama good, like the flowers in may Hank, mamas lying on her dying bed
This is the dreaded hour, she will bloom in the masters bouquet, mamas day with her children is through
this is the dreaded hour