Wild Irish Rose Lyrics - George Jones

They sent him to Asia to fight in a war 

He came back home crazy and asking, "What for?" 

They had him committed, Oh, medals and all 

To a mental hosipital with rubber walls. 

They cut off the funding, Oh, they cut off the lights 

He hit the street runnin' that cold winter night 

Now the streets are the only place he can call home 

He seems Oh, so lonely, but he's never alone. 

He lies there holding his wild irish rose 

This crazy old fool in the smelly old clothes 

He could have had something much better, God knows 

Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose. 

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A baby named Scarlet with laughing blue eyes 

(Spoken) 

Has been in his wallet Ah! way back since '65 

(Sang) 

So much was forgotten, Oh, so far back in time 

Way down in the bottom of a river of wine. 

(Spoken) 

You know, they found him at Clarksville, West 25th 

They can't even find a hearbeat, Lord, his fingers are so stiff 

Just like they're all frozen, he's holding her tight 

(Sang) 

But the habit, oh, it's broken, it's his Roses' last night. 

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He lies there holding his Wild Irish Rose 

But his soul's in a place where a real hero goes 

Now he's got something better, much better, God knows 

Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose...