Redneck Roses

<br>(Tracy Byrd/Byron Hill)<br><br>Not so long ago<br>On his way home from work<br>He`d stop by the side of the road<br>Step out of that old beat up Ford<br>That he drove<br>And he`d walk around<br>Searchin` the ground<br>For a handful of wildflower blooms<br>Thinkin` of where he`d be soon<br>There with her<br><br>She called them redneck roses<br>`Cause that`s what they were<br>A simple gift of love<br>From a country boy to his girl<br>She called them redneck roses<br>They didn`t cost a dime<br>But they brought a smile to her face<br>Every time<br><br>Now it`s years down the line<br>She sits home alone<br>It`s the usual end of the day<br>Once again, he`s still workin` late<br>And never calls<br><br>They`ve got a house on a hill<br>No problems with bills<br>And a baby that`s on the way<br>But her heart longs for those yesterdays<br>And his love<br><br>She called them redneck roses<br>`Cause that`s what they were<br>A simple gift of love<br>From a country boy to his girl<br>She called them redneck roses<br>They didn`t cost a dime<br>But they brought a smile to her face<br>Every time<br><br>They could still put a smile on her face<br>If he only had the time