(Bachman/Cummings)

Although I see her
She's baiting
Baiting

Although she's gone
She's waiting
Waiting

She brought me love and a yellow rose
I took her love and her yellow rose
Before the day ends the rose will die

She comes each day with the morning, morning
She leaves each night with the evening, evening

She brought me love and her yellow rose
I took her love and her yellow rose
Before the day ends the rose will die

And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more
I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die
Please come back without the rose

Although I see her
She's baiting
Baiting

Although she's gone
She's waiting
Waiting

She brought me love and a yellow rose
I took her love and her yellow rose
Before the day ends the rose will die

And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more
I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die
Please come back without the rose
Please come back without the rose