While [c] strolling thru a lovely [g7] garden As day was drawing to a [c] close...[g7] My [c] eyes be-[c7]-held a tragic [f] story I [g7] saw a teardrop on a [c] rose.
It should have been a tear of gladness But deep inside the sorrow shows A trusting heart had just been broken I saw a teardrop on a rose.
A sobbing tear that follows parting Holds all the pain that sorrow knows A false goodbye a life is shattered There lies a story on a rose.
The tear will dry the rose will wither When spring and winter comes and goes I loved, I lost, my story ended With just a teardrop on a rose.
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