Waylon Jennings - Rose In Paradise Capo 1 DCGD D C G She was a flower for the takin' D Her beauty cut just like a knife C G He was a banker from Macon D He swore he'd love her all a his life. D C G He bought her a mansion on the mountain D With a formal garden and a lot a land C G But paradise became her prison D That Georgia banker was a jealous man. Chorus: Bm G Bm Every time he'd talk about her G A You could see the fire in his eyes D C G He'd say, I would walk through Hell on Sunday D To keep my Rose in Paradise. D C G He hired a man to tend the garden D Keep an eye on her while he was gone C G Some say they ran away together D Some say that gardener left alone. D C G Now the banker is an old man D That mansion's tumbleing down C G He sits all day and he stares at the garden D Not a trace of her was ever found. Chorus2: Bm G Bm Every time he talks about her G A You can see the fire in his eyes D C G He says, I would walk through Hell on Sunday D To keep my Rose in Paradise. D C G Now there's a rose out in the garden D Its beauty cuts just like a knife C G They say that it even grows in the winter-time D And blooms in the dead of the night. D C G D X4