I was sleeping on the rolled up copy of the early morning Maryland news I didn't have a dime for coffee or to call me up someone to talk me to And then I read a wanted ad that said I need the gardener right away So I rushed down the five or nine the little pink house was mighty fine I ran all the way I remember knocking twice and waiting for the moment till she came And then I saw a rose in her the kind of rose that you can throw in summer rain She smiled that little smile she has and asked me if I could start right away And that was ten short years ago Neither of us could have known that I'd come to stay Now I'm the gardener for her roses I love and care for her tender roses Now I'm the gardener for her roses that bloom today out where our children play I can still remember when a park bench was the only home I had And it's much better being here she can call me dear and children call me dad She smiles that little smile because I just repair the scream door that was bad And all around I see white roses looking back at me oh how I could be sad Yes I'm the gardener for her roses I fix the scream door now it closes And opens quite like right red roses that bloom today out where our children play