Текст: Reba McEntire. Red Roses.

Red roses just won't work now
Here we go us again
You've been gone and here you stand
With a dozen, 'I'm sorry's' in your hand

Victim of your potent charms
I took you back with open arms
But along with the roses
Came the thorns

And that's why, red roses just won't work now
'Cause you've done too much to talk things out
You could tell me, you love me
But that's the one thing, I'll always doubt
Red roses just won't work now

Gone for good's the trust I had
You let me done the garden path
Just too many times to take you back

So faith is love why don't you
Save the roses for you know who
I already know how long they'll last

And that's why, red roses just won't work now
'Cause you've done too much to talk things out
You could tell me you love me
But that's the one thing, I'll always doubt
'Cause red roses just won't work now
Oh darlin', red roses just won't work now