Cifras
Rose In Paradise

Tom: D

Introdução:  D   C   G   D  

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 D                                                 C 
She was a flower for the takin'
 G                                                   D 
Her beauty cut just like a knife.
 D                                       C 
He was a banker from Macon.
 G                                                           D 
He swore he'd love her all his life.
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 D                                                             C 
He bought her a mansion on a mountain,
 G                                                                 D 
With a floral garden and a lot of land.
 D                                             C 
But paradise became her prison
 G                                                                 D 
That Georgia banker was a jealous man
Chorus
 Bm                                             G 
And every time he talked about her
 Bm                                                     G       A 
You could see the fire in his eyes
...and he'd say...
 D                                                       C 
I would walk through hell on Sunday
 G                                                   D 
To keep my rose in paradise
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 D                                                     C 
He hired a man to tend the garden
 G                                                                   D 
Keep an eye on her while he was gone
 D                                               C 
Some say they ran away together
 G                                                         D 
Some say that gardener left alone
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 D                                         C 
Now that banker is an old man
 G                                               D 
That mansions crumblin' down
 D                                                                     C 
He sits all day and stares at the garden
 G                                                         D 
Not a trace of her was ever found
Chorus
 Bm                                             G 
And every time he talked about her
 Bm                                                     G       A 
You could see the fire in his eyes
...and he'd say...
 D                                                       C 
I would walk through hell on Sunday
 G                                                   D 
To keep my rose in paradise
Verse 5
 D                                                             C 
Now there's a rose out in the garden
 G                                                         D 
It's beauty cuts just like a knife
 D                                                                         C 
Some say it even grows in the winter time
 G                                                           D 
And blooms in the dead of the night