Fistful of roses
Oh sweety won't you marry me
A fist full of roses and no place to be
Wild like a stallion And forever free
Often comes complete with lonely

I Lived my life at the tip of the Harvesters blade
In the blistering Sun with no shade.  It seems all others I give a low grade
For the shape they are in and the progress they have made
But for you through the quicksand I would wade
Then over broken glass and hot coals I'd parade

Singing, Oh sweety won't you marry me
A fist full of roses and no place to be
Wild like a stallion And forever free
Often comes complete with lonely


The fires never out as long as my blood still flows
Warm to the touch but my heart is still froze
Strummin in the Moonlight while the fire light glows

Hear me Singing
Oh sweety won't you marry me
A fist full of roses and no place to be
Wild like a stallion And forever free
Often comes complete with lonely


Here I stand a Man With no fears
With a heart like a vase filled with tears
Girl, a fist full of roses we can grow there for years
We could break out of the Funhouse and shatter the house of mirrors
To a land of hot bonfires and cold beers
Holding hands while we be shifting gears

So sweety won't you marry me
A fist full of roses and no place to be
Wild like a stallion And forever free
Often comes complete with lonely


The fires never out as long as my blood still flows
Warm to the touch but my heart is still froze
Strummin in the Moonlight while the fire light glows

Just a singing
Oh sweety won't you marry me
A fist full of roses and no place to be
Wild like a stallion And forever free
Often comes complete with lonely