DON'T STEP ON MOTHER'S ROSES
-J.Cash-
Recorded 3/12/59 Nashville, TN
"Songs of Our Soil" (1959)
KEY: Eb / CAPO: 1 / PLAY: D
[D]We all we're called to [G]come back to the [D]old home on the farm
[A]Mother passed away, what a mournful [D]day
And as my daddy [G]watched his eyes were [D]filled with pain and hurt
When [E]someone stepped upon a rose and [A]crushed it in the dirt
Don't [D]step on Mother's [G]roses, Daddy [D]cried
She [A]planted them the day she was my [D]bride
And [G]ev'ry time I see a rose, I [D]see her smiling face
She [E]made my darkest days look bright[A] 'round the old homeplace
Don't [D]step on Mother's [G]roses, let 'em [D]grow
The [A]way they did since many years a[D]go
They'll [G]bloom for me each year, and [D]I'll have mother near
Don't [E]step on Mother's [A]roses, let 'em [D]grow
Years have passed away and how the old homeplace has changed
Daddy had to go, we all miss him so
Children pick the roses as they go along the way
But when their pedals are abused, I hear my daddy say
Don't step on Mother's roses, Daddy cried
She planted them the day she was my bride
And ev'ry time I see a rose, I see her smiling face
She made my darkest days look bright 'round the old homeplace
Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow
The way they did since many years ago
They'll bloom for me each year, and I'll have Mother near
Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow
-J.Cash-
Recorded 3/12/59 Nashville, TN
"Songs of Our Soil" (1959)
KEY: Eb / CAPO: 1 / PLAY: D
[D]We all we're called to [G]come back to the [D]old home on the farm
[A]Mother passed away, what a mournful [D]day
And as my daddy [G]watched his eyes were [D]filled with pain and hurt
When [E]someone stepped upon a rose and [A]crushed it in the dirt
Don't [D]step on Mother's [G]roses, Daddy [D]cried
She [A]planted them the day she was my [D]bride
And [G]ev'ry time I see a rose, I [D]see her smiling face
She [E]made my darkest days look bright[A] 'round the old homeplace
Don't [D]step on Mother's [G]roses, let 'em [D]grow
The [A]way they did since many years a[D]go
They'll [G]bloom for me each year, and [D]I'll have mother near
Don't [E]step on Mother's [A]roses, let 'em [D]grow
Years have passed away and how the old homeplace has changed
Daddy had to go, we all miss him so
Children pick the roses as they go along the way
But when their pedals are abused, I hear my daddy say
Don't step on Mother's roses, Daddy cried
She planted them the day she was my bride
And ev'ry time I see a rose, I see her smiling face
She made my darkest days look bright 'round the old homeplace
Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow
The way they did since many years ago
They'll bloom for me each year, and I'll have Mother near
Don't step on Mother's roses, let 'em grow
