A Dozen Lovely Roses
C C
Jenny & Frank were sweethearts,
Ami Ami
Though they lived so far apart,
F F
But the weekends they spent together
F C
Kept them close to each other's heart.
G G
Swore they'd be true,
C C
'Til their faces turned blue.
Now Jenny had on the radio
Tuned to WHJG;
The radio host said to Frank,
"Tell me, who might your true love be?
'Cause you've won a prize
For the apple of your eyes:
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F F F
It's a dozen lovely roses --
F C C
So much louder than words they speak.
F F F
Imagine, do, the rosy hue
F G G/G/G
they'll bring to your lover's cheek."
Frank didn't pause for a minute,
'Cause the answer's as clear as can be:
"Send those roses to my sweet wife,
Esmerelda, if you please."
Then Jenny cried,
for she knew he'd lied
Then Frank was talking to Jenny:
"I was just kidding," that's what he said;
"Well I ain't joking" said Jenny,
"If you come around here you're dead.
No matter what you say,
stay the hell away;
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Now this story has a moral;
it's as simple as it can be.
If you want the truth of the matter,
turn to WHJG.
Ask Jenny why
and she'll just sigh:
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