I came here when the flowers were a blooming and the sun shined every day   And we chased butterflies among the flowers just to let 'em get away   And we watched springtime turn to summertime and summer turn to fall   We turned to each other through it all   Now I'm waitin' for a train to come along   Hidin' from a winter wind that chills me to the bone   Beggin' of how things used to be before our love passed away   Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't the roses beautiful in May   [ banjo ]   I often try to capture to remember all the colors summer wore   And how the girl beside me made me see the things I've never seen before   For as long as I have mem'ries I'll have mem'ries of the girl   Cause it was kind of my song of the world   Now I'm waitin' for a train to come along   Thinkin' about the flowers again and sorry that they're gone   But long ago the paddles fell and the wind blew them away   Weren't the roses beautiful in May and weren't the roses beautiful in May