I've seen them down in the valley,
wild roses that grow by the side of the road,
and they don't really mind if you pick them
and they don't really care if you leave them alone

Wild roses Wild roses open their hearts gently by the by
Wild roses grow unattended and nobody ever knows why
When the sun goes down in the valley
there's music in the night that it brings,
and the roses quietly listen
to the song that the whipporwill sings

Wild roses wild roses open their hearts gently by the by
Wild roses grow unattended and nobody ever knows why
You won't hear the sound of them leaving
as they softly fade into the snow,
and they don't really care if you pick them
Wild roses just grow by the side of the road
Wild roses just grow by the side of the road