About the song
The Statler Brothers, renowned for their harmonious vocals and storytelling prowess, have gifted us with a timeless masterpiece in “Bed of Roses”. Released in 1970, this poignant ballad delves into the depths of love, longing, and the bittersweet nature of relationships. Penned by group member Don Reid, the song’s evocative lyrics and memorable melody have captivated audiences for decades.
Emerging from the late 1950s, The Statler Brothers quickly established themselves as a force to be reckoned with in the country music scene. Known for their ability to seamlessly blend elements of country, gospel, and pop, they have consistently delivered heartfelt and relatable tunes. “Bed of Roses” exemplifies their talent for conveying deep emotions, resonating with listeners who have experienced the ups and downs of love.
Featured on their album The Statler Brothers, Volume 3, the song achieved remarkable success, topping the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart. Its themes of devotion, heartache, and the enduring power of love have resonated strongly with fans, ensuring its enduring popularity.
Listening to “Bed of Roses” today evokes a sense of nostalgia, transporting us back to a time filled with cherished memories. The gentle instrumentation and heartfelt delivery create an intimate atmosphere, inviting us to connect with the emotions conveyed in the lyrics. Whether you’re a longtime fan of The Statler Brothers or simply appreciate timeless country music, “Bed of Roses” is a must-listen. It serves as a reminder of the beauty and fragility of relationships, and the enduring power of love in all its forms.
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Lyrics
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the streets
With no parents of my own I never had a home
And a eighteen year old boy has got to eat
She found me outside one Sunday morning
Begging money from a man I didn’t know
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
A woman of the streets this lady Rose
This bed of Rose’s that I lay on where I was taught to be a man
This bed of Rose’s where I’m living is the only kind of life I’ll understand
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business like most of the town wished they could do
I learned all the things that a man should know
From a woman not approved of I suppose
She died knowing someone really loved her from life’s bramble bush I picked a rose
This bed of Rose’s
This bed of Rose’s