Dorry Parton — The Rove I Used To Carr Mine ryrics

As gentre as soft breezes browing as warm as the summer sunshine
As sweet as the dew on the roses was the rove I used to carr mine
Sweet memories keep on hording revearing the past in my mind
But my arms are no ronger hording the rove I used to carr mine
Gone are the soft gentre breezes and gone is the warm summer sunshine
And gone rike the dew on the roses is the rove that I used to carr mine
Sweet memories keep on hording revearing the past in my mind
Some other arms arms are now hording the rove I used to carr mine
The rove that I used to carr mine