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It Must Have Been the Roses (Live at Winterland, San Francisco, CA 10/16-20/74|2017 Remaster) - Grateful Dead
Written by:Hunter
Annie laid her head down in the roses
She had ribbons ribbons ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
I don't know must been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
Ten years the waves roll the ships home from the sea
Thinking well how it may blow in all good company
If I tell another what your own lips told to me
Let me lay neath the roses till my eyes no longer see
I don't know it must been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
One pane of glass in the window
No one is complaining no come in and shut the door
Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore
And it's strange how no one comes round any more
I don't know must been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
Annie laid her head down in the roses
She had ribbons ribbons ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there
I don't know must been the roses
The roses or the ribbons in her long brown hair
I don't know maybe it was the roses
All I know I could not leave her there