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ROSES OF PICARDY (Frederic E. Weatherly / Hayden Wood) John McCormack Also recorded by: Alvin Alcorn; Jeff Alexander Choir; Albert Ammons; Chris Blount; Bourbon Street Jazz Band; Eddie Calvert; Frankie Carle; Perry Como; Eddie Condon; Bobby Darin; Sam Donahue; Thore Erling; Freddy Gardner; Dizzy Gillespie; Buddy Greco; Kevin Grunill; Vince Hill; Keith Ingham; Papa Bue's Viking Jazzband; Keepsake; Frankie Laine; Ted Lewis & His Band; Willie Lewis; Magnolia Jazz Band; John McDermott; New Orleans Five; Red Nichols & His 5 Pennies; Nightlife Unlimited; Red Norvo; Palm Court Theater Orch.; Jan Peerce; The Platters; Tchavolo Schmitt; Brian Sharp; George Shearing; Frank Sinatra; Dorothy Squires; Jo Stafford; June Tabor; Richard Tauber; Ronan Tynan; Ben Webster; Robert White; Bob Wilber; Peter Yorke. She is watching by the poplars, Colinette with the sea-blue eyes, She is watching and longing, and waiting Where the long white roadway lies, And a song stirs in the silence, As the wind in the boughs above, She listens and starts and trembles, 'Tis the first little song of love. Roses are shining in Picardy, In the hush of the silver dew, Roses are flow'ring in Picardy, But there's never a rose like you! And the roses will die with the summertime, And our roads may be far apart, But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy, 'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart And the years fly on forever, Till the shadows veil their skies, But he loves to hold her little hands, And look into her sea-blue eyes, And she sees the road by the poplars, Where they met in the bygone years, For the first little song of the roses, Is the last little song she hears: Roses are shining in Picardy, In the hush of the silver dew, Roses are flow'ring in Picardy, But there's never a rose like you! And the roses will die with the summertime, And our roads may be far apart, But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy, 'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart

    


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