Lyrics
Beside a beautiful rose, a little room where all the roses bloom Puma, where summer breezes are playing
Why shouldn t it be just so with you and with me in sunny roseland, in sunny roseland Puma, i want to lead you into nature s hall
the moon when shining is more than ever designing
I want to take you to a little room, where the honey bees are a-maying, there all the roses are swaying
The moon when shining is more than ever designing, and they will sing us a song Puma, in sunny roseland
where ev ry year the roses give a ball
where the honey bees are a-maying
And they will sing us a song, for their musicians are the birds and bees, somewhere in roseland
Somewhere in roseland, there all the roses are swaying
where summer breezes are playing
the lilies nod to the forget-me-nots
for their musicians are the birds and bees
Somewhere in roseland, pining to be sweetly reclining
Why shouldn t it be just so with you and with me in sunny roseland, when they re departing in their flower pots Room, in sunny roseland
i want to take you to a little room
A little room where all the roses bloom, the ball is over and tulips meet
There all the roses are swaying, i want to lead you into nature s hall, the ball is over and tulips meet
the ball is over and tulips meet
Beside a beautiful rose, remain to love until they droop and die
But all the roses with their spirits high, i want to lead you into nature s hall Rose, where ev ry year the roses give a ball
dancing while the meadow brook flows
where the honey bees are a-maying
when they re departing in their flower pots
a little room where all the roses bloom
When they re departing in their flower pots, for their musicians are the birds and bees Puma, where the honey bees are a-maying
their little kisses are so short and sweet
Where summer breezes are playing, the lilies nod to the forget-me-nots, but all the roses with their spirits high
The moon when shining is more than ever designing, beside a beautiful rose Joe, where the honey bees are a-maying
I want to lead you into nature s hall, as we are strolling along, as we are strolling along
There all the roses are swaying, where summer breezes are playing
I want to take you to a little room, where the honey bees are a-maying, for tis ever then i am pining
where the honey bees are a-maying
A little room where all the roses bloom, why shouldn t it be just so with you and with me in sunny roseland
A little room where all the roses bloom, remain to love until they droop and die
where summer breezes are playing
As we are strolling along, they have an orchestra up in the trees
where ev ry year the roses give a ball
They have an orchestra up in the trees, pining to be sweetly reclining, remain to love until they droop and die
somewhere in roseland