send her roses, send her roses everyday. If I don't go down another dirt road, I don't think it's gonna hurt my day. I'll send her roses, send her roses
Превод: Дон Виллиамс. Пошаљи Ви Руже.
month of May When the green buds, they were swelling Young William green on his deathbed lay For the love of Barbara Ellen He sent his servant to her
