Rose - John Hiatt

Rose puts on her stockings and she lights a cigarette

Holds her tired face up to the mirror

She sees a younger woman there she thought she would forget

And it hurts her now that no one comes to see her

She used to go to parties and a-dancing with her beau

Beneath the southern moon they found their places

But now she’s tired all the time and she got no where to go

And the memories keep showing up in faces

So she finds her dressing table and she puts on all of her clothes

And she cries when she’s realized she’s just an old Rose

Rose walks to the kitchen then she fills her coffee cup

And thinks of how the mornings used to greet her

But now it’s just another day and harder to get up

And it breaks her heart to think that no one needs her

And she wants to start all over but she ain’t got far to go

So she cries when she’s realized she’s just an old Rose

Rose puts on her stockings and she lights a cigarette

Holds her tired face up to the mirror

She sees a younger woman there she thought she would forget

And it hurts her now that no one comes to see her