LYRIC
Full bloom in Summer
Her favorite memory
are where it grows
She always said
Just like her mother
Her favorite color
Confederate Rose [Verse 2] Out by the barn
That's slowly fallin'
Her daddy's callin'
But she knows
She can't go back
Even if she wanted
That place is haunted
Confederate Rose [Verse 3] A southern wind
Long since forgotten
Still shakes the cotton
When it blows
Behind that house
Out in the garden
Stands a single
Confederate Rose [Outro] She always said
Just like her mother
Her favorite color
Confederate Rose
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