H.l. Dowless Sweet Tennessee Rose Lyrics

She glances at me slowly,
with her glazed eyes ever so lovely,
oh this beautiful Tennessee rose.
My poor heart is underneath her enchanting spell,
I suppose,
of this wonderful feeling only God in heaven knows,
oh this beautiful Tennessee rose.

Like sweet petals of gold,
so smoothly flows her fine hair,
unto the magic of her person I'm totally sold;
with a single stare she had me completely taken,
I suppose,
oh this beautiful Tennessee rose.

Oh sweet Tennessee rose,
how I adore you so,
just how much
only God in heaven and nobody else knows.
You're the angel of my night,
unto my most dreary day you give me divine light;
so my story about you goes,
this legend of my beautiful Tennessee rose.

I courted her gently through a phase of time,
this dear angel of mine,
there was no resistance I did oppose
from this beautiful Tennessee rose.
After quite a long while,
I found myself walking down that blessed isle,
arm in arm with my beautiful Tennessee rose.

After many a treasured year of sweet matrimony and love,
a cool chill fell upon my gentle dove.
Through the freshest creek side herb and twelve year bourbon,
oh how I tried,
then that dreaded day came and I bitterly cried,
when the gray angel of death robbed me of my heavenly glow,
my wonderful Tennessee rose.

Such a stormy day
in pouring rain before her Celtic grave
stone I stand,
a crystal vase full of colorful wild posies still clutched near my heart
in my quivering right hand;
oh how I so deeply miss our love and time spent with you though,
my beautiful Tennessee rose.
I only long for that coming day
when I can lay right by you there in the grave,
oh my heavenly Tennessee rose.

Seek out the good in it
how I know I should,
but I have done the very best I could,
with all love in me still solely given unto you.
Unto thine my spirit and heart pine
shall forever go;
how after some thirty years
the great sadness in your passing still freely flows,
my darling Tennessee rose.