You might say she started out
Without what folks round here
Call a fair shake
A little girl with no shoes on her feet
Tangled hair
Not a nickel to her name
And not a care
But no matter what
Her smile came shining through
CHORUS
Cause a rose is a rose is a rose
And everybody knows a little
Sunlight and room to grow was all she needed
And seeing her face in town was like
Spring time coming around, well
I guess it just goes to show