The Rose of My Cologne – The Beautiful South Daddy was an awful drunk Mommy was the loosest girl in town Brother just some two bit punk Rode his Harley D into the ground Distant friends and relatives Each of them a problem they would share From the in-laws to the out laws Quietly she would soak their despair She was one of life’s lil’ angels A job that don’t pay so well Guiding those to heaven That should’ve gone to hell Was it really worth it? Only time and death may ever tell She was the brick At the base Of the house A true foundation stone She was the colour And the sound And the taste And the rose of my cologne