The Rose of My Cologne The Beautiful South
D
Daddy was an awful drunk
G D
Mommy was the loosest girl in town
A
Brother just some two bit punk
G D
Rode his Harley D into the ground
Distant friends and relatives
Each of them a problem they would share
From the in-laws to the out laws
Quietly she would soak their despair
A
She was one of lifes lil angels
GD
A job that dont pay so well
A
Guiding those to heaven
G D
That shouldve gone to hell
Was it really worth it?
G A D
Only time and death may ever tell
A
She was the brick
At the base
Of the house
GD
A true foundation stone
A
She was the colour
And the sound
And the taste
G D
And the rose of my cologne
