ROSES OF PICARDY 1916 l
\nSHE IS WATCHING BY THE POPLARS,
\nCOLINETTE WITH SEA-BLUE EYES.
\nSHE IS WATCHING AND LONGING
\nAND WAITING
\nWHERE THE LONG WHITE ROADWAY LIES.
\nAND A SONG STIRS IN THE SILENCE,
\nAS THE WINDS IN THE BOUGHS ABOVE.
\nSHE LISTENS AND STARTS AND TREMBLES,
\n\u2018TIS THE FIRST LITTLE SONG OF LOVE.
\nCHORUS
\nROSES ARE SHINING IN PICARDY,
\nIN THE HUSH OF THE SILVER DEW.
\nROSES ARE FLOW\u2019RING IN PICARDY,
\nBUT THERE\u2019S NEVER A ROSE LIKE YOU!
\nAND THE ROSES WILL DIE
\nIN THE SUMMERTIME,
\nAND OUR ROADS MAY BE FAR APART.
\nBUT THERE\u2019S ONE ROSE
\nTHAT DIES NOT IN PICARDY.
\nTIS THE ROSE THAT I KEEP IN MY HEART.
\nAND THE YEARS FLY ON FOREVER,
\nTILL THE SHADOWS VEIL THEIR SKIES.
\nBUT HE LOVES TO HOLD HER LITTLE HANDS,
\nAND LOOK INTO HER SEA-BLUE EYES.
\nAND SHE SEES THE ROAD BY THE POPLARS,
\nWHERE THEY MET IN THE BYGONE YEARS.
\nFOR THE FIRST LITTLE SONG OF THE ROSES,
\nIS THE LAST LITTLE SONG SHE HEARS.
\nREPEAT CHORUS<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
ROSES OF PICARDY 1916 l SHE IS WATCHING BY THE POPLARS, COLINETTE WITH 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 WINDS IN THE BOUGHS ABOVE. SHE LISTENS AND STARTS AND TREMBLES, \u2018TIS THE …