The sun goes down in Calvin County
Neon lights from an old beer sign
Shone through the window,
As I walked in to pass the time
I looked around, sat down at a table
Ordered beef on wick and a valentine
And through the door came a little old lady
She was selling paper roses
and they only cost a dime
but they only cost a dime
Silver hair that's lost its gold
With eyes of age she smiled
Like a breath of spring, I could smell the rose
It came alive and I heard her say
Buy my roses, pretty roses
They're only made of paper,
but they only cost a dime
I went to look for her outside
A spray of roses lay by her side
The sky lit up and a choir sang
They sang rosy, paper rosy
But they only cost a dime
But they only cost a dime
