D C She was a flower for the takin' G D Her beauty cut just like a knife. D C He was a banker from Macon. G D He swore he'd love her all his life. [Verse 2] D C He bought her mansion up on a mountain, G D With a floral garden and alot of land. D C But paradise became her prison G D That Georgia banker was a jealous man [Chorus] Bm G And Every time he talked about her Bm G A You could see the fire in his eyes ...and he'd say... D C I would walk through hell on Sunday G D To keep my rose in paradise [Verse 3] (same as verse 1) He hired a man to tend the garden And keep an eye on her while he was gone Some say they ran away together Some say that gardener left alone [Verse 4] (same as verse 1) Now that banker He's an old man That mansions crumblin' down He sits all day and stares at the garden Not a trace of her was ever found [Chorus] Bm G And Every time he talked about her Bm G A You could see the fire in his eyes ...and he'd say... D C I would walk through hell on Sunday G D To keep my rose in paradise [Verse 5] (same as verse 1) Now there's a rose out in the garden It's beauty cuts just like a knife Some say it even grows in the winter time and blooms in the dead of the night