My Rose of Jericho

© 2005 Recorded on Every Step of the Way


Born an only child she grew up runnin wild

with the howlin wind on the Texas panhandle plain

she married young like her mama done

and when her man pulled out he left her nothin but the bills and pain


And then she gave her soul to the wild oat seed 

to the open road like a tumble weed

she loves to roam my Rose of Jericho


She never talks too much about her life and such

or what she has to do to get her groceries and her rent

she's still a girl and it's a cold hard world

and a broken dream is all her hometown ever meant


And so she gave her soul to the wild oat seed 

to the open road like a tumble weed

she loves to roam my Rose of Jericho


I did the best I could I tried to raise her good

it's hard to put down roots in a two-bit town like this

each night I pray I hope that she's okay

and where the devil she is I can only guess


And the Lord only knows if she'll settle down

find an honest man or come back around

I miss my Rose my Rose of Jericho


She gave her soul to the wild oat seed 

to the open road like a tumble weed

she loves to roam my rose of Jericho

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