Reba McEntire — A Poor Mans Roses Or a Rich Mans Gold

[Verse] I must make up my mind today What to have what to hold A poor man's roses Or a rich man's gold One's as wealthy as a king in a palace Though he's chalice and cold He may learn to give his heart for love Instead of buying it with gold [Pre-Chorus] Then the poor man's roses And the thrill when we kiss Will be memories of paradise That I'll never miss [Chorus] And yet the hand that brings a rose tonight Is the hand that I will hold For the rose of love means more to me More than any rich man's gold [Pre-Chorus] Then the poor man's roses And the thrill when we kiss Will be memories of paradise That I'll never miss [Chorus] And yet the hand that brings a rose tonight Is the hand that I will hold For the rose of love means more to me More than any rich man's gold