Many years have pa**ed, I'm sorry to say Since I've been to visit my Daddy's grave When the telephone rang, I heard sister say Green briars are growing on our Daddy's grave I went to the place where my Daddy laid And saw the green briar growing up through the clay So I took me a spade and I took me a hoe Cleared away the green briar, planted Daddy a rose In life Dad's a briar and Mom's are the rose But In d**h there's no difference God only knows Sometimes at midnight when the cold wind blows I think of the graveyard and my Daddy's rose I went to place where my Daddy laid And saw the green briar growing up through the clay So I took me a spade and I took me a hoe Cleared away the green briar, planted Daddy a rose I long for the spring time when the rose will bloom And cast it's shadows on my Daddy's tomb So listen good people to these words I say Keep the green briars off of your Daddy's grave I went to the place where my Daddy laid And saw the green briars growing up through the clay So I took me a spade and I took me a hoe Cleared away the green briar, planted Daddy a rose --- .