Everything's Comin' up Roses - Nanci Griffith

This life is filled with wonder

This life is full of days not spent

Oh I cannot help but ponder

What relevance that lends

Oh but everything is comin' up roses

And when I’m pushing daisies …

They’ll want roses anyway

Oh and everything’s comin' up roses

It’s comin' up roses every day

I’ve got a heart bent on confusion

I’m punch drunk straight half the time

I’m feeling watered down and diluted

Still the weather’s holdin' fine

There’s a piece of land in Kentucky

My grandfather worked one long hot day

Now it’s a flatland blacktop strip mall

Still, I remember what he’d say

Chorus twice

Everyday … everyday … buy the dozen … everyday