(George Jones)

Today I got a long letter
From one who still cares for me
She asked lots of questions
Like would I call her sometime
And was I getting back on my feet
She asked if I had quit drinking
Like I promised her long ago
The words wouldn't come
When I called and she answered
Oh but I found a way to say no
I sent her some wine-colored roses
The color of grapes on the vine
When she sees the wine-colored roses
They'll tell her I'm still on the wine
The roses will say I still love her
Their color will cause her to cry
One dozen reasons to tell her I'm sorry
And twelve pretty flowers don't lie
I sent her some wine-colored roses
The color of grapes on the vine
When she sees the wine-colored roses
They'll tell her I'm still on the wine