The Convict and the Rose

Marty Robbins · Country 1951-1958 [1991]

Within my prison cell so dreary

I sit alone with achin' heart

I'm dreamin' of my little darlin'

From her forever, I must part



The rose she sent me as a token

She sent it just to lighten my gloom

And tell me that her heart was broken

And cheer me before I meet my doom



The judge would not believe my story

The jury said I had to pay

And with the rose in all its glory

"Not guilty" was all that I could say



Goodbye, sweetheart, for in the morning

To meet my Maker I must go

And when I die at daylight's dawnin'

Against my heart they'll find this rose



Within my prison cell so dreary

I sit alone with achin' heart

I'm dreamin' of my little darlin'

From her forever, I must part