Laredo rose, your garden has a scent of cheap perfume.
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to bloom
Laredo rose, a rosary hangs from your bed post.
A man you just met gets up, stumbles*, puttin' on his clothes.
As he walks away, you watch candle light play, on a photograph.
A husband and a son, and a daughter,
You bought her a dress today, to send to Monterrey.
Laredo rose, your garden has a scent of cheap perfume.
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to bloom
Couple of bills on the dresser, father confessor, Knows the wages of sin.
Many times they've been payin', as sure as night follows day,
they'll be paying again, till heaven knows when.
And heaven knows, how lady looks down from adobe wall
uneven footsteps grow fainter, as they echo down the hall
Laredo rose, your garden has a scent of of cheap perfume.
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to bloom
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to boom
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to bloom
Laredo rose, a rosary hangs from your bed post.
A man you just met gets up, stumbles*, puttin' on his clothes.
As he walks away, you watch candle light play, on a photograph.
A husband and a son, and a daughter,
You bought her a dress today, to send to Monterrey.
Laredo rose, your garden has a scent of cheap perfume.
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to bloom
Couple of bills on the dresser, father confessor, Knows the wages of sin.
Many times they've been payin', as sure as night follows day,
they'll be paying again, till heaven knows when.
And heaven knows, how lady looks down from adobe wall
uneven footsteps grow fainter, as they echo down the hall
Laredo rose, your garden has a scent of of cheap perfume.
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to bloom
The sun is a stranger to you, how's a rose supposed to boom
* prima dei Texas Tornados, Rich Minus cantava "struggles"
×
![]()
