Yellow Roses On Her Gown - Johnny Mathis

作词：M. Moore

作曲：M. Moore

I was born in San Fransisco

When the bay was full of cruisers

Where the west wind smells of fishing boats

For fifty miles around

My father wore a crew cut he was lean and

He was handsome

And my mother wore a sash of yellow roses on her gown

They would walk me down from

Green street

Pass cathedrals on the hill sides

And the carillons could fill the hearts of any one in town

I remember how they looked then

When their eyes were always living

When my father loved a girl

with yellow roses on her gown

Then we moved to placer county

where the weather was a joker

And I watched my parents laughter

turn from amber into ice

But my father never stumbled

He would tell me things would change soon

He would bear and bear the insults of

A pair of loaded dice

And my mother stood beside him though her heart was

On the hill side

Of a city where a soldier and his lover bedded down

And at night amid the whisper of the pines in Manzanita

She would cry into the sash of yellow roses on her gown

Now my father's living eastward by the Sacramento river

And he swears to me

He's happy with his practice and some land

In the springtime and the summer when the fog is

Off the valley

I visit him on weekends his grass is overgrown

Sometimes after dinner I will gaze away the evening

In the attic at a sash of yellow roses on a gown