What I Wouldn't Give

What I wouldn’t give
Written by: Bill Hail / Hank Grant / Dave Younger

The flowers that you planted, all alone,
Last Spring I was away, if I recall
But now you won’t be around dear, to see what they’ve become,
Oh there’s roses in the garden, and your perfume in the hall.

(CHORUS)
What I wouldn’t give if I could hold you, once again,
What I wouldn’t give if our sweet love, hadn’t come to an end.
I was making a living, and I forget to live,
I’ve lost you forever, oh what I wouldn’t give.

The children came to see me, Fathers Day,
Last year when they came, I was away.
No you would not believe it, but Billy’s six feet tall,
Oh and Cathy, God she looks, just like her mom.

(CHORUS)
What I wouldn’t give if I could hold you, once again,
What I wouldn’t give if our sweet love, hadn’t come to an end.
I was making a living, and I forget to live,
I’ve lost you forever, oh what I wouldn’t give.

(BRIDGE)

A blossom that is open, won’t last very long,
So stop and smell the roses, before they are gone.

(CHORUS)
What I wouldn’t give if I could hold you, once again,
What I wouldn’t give if our sweet love, hadn’t come to an end.
I was making a living, and I forget to live,
I’ve lost you forever, oh what I wouldn’t give.
I’ve lost you forever, oh what I wouldn’t give.