The Convict and the Rose Within my prison cell so dreary Alone I sit with an aching heart I'm thinking of my lonely darling From her forever I must part A rose she brought me as a token She brought it just to light my gloom To tell me that her heart was broken To cheer me up before my doom The judge would not believe my story The jury said I'd have to pay But to the rose in all its glory Not guilty is all that I can say Farewell sweetheart for in the morning I'll meet my maker in repose And when I die at daylight's dawning Against my heart they'll find a rose GG oct97
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