Rose Queen - William Clark Green

I was just a young man, a little wet behind the ears

She grew up at the country club with the diamond chandeliers

I worked at the feed store I was broke and naive

She was next in line for the crown to be the rose queen

I could get alcohol she had a lot of cash

We’d watch the June bugs dance around while lyin' on the grass

I knew it wouldn’t work out for a hayseed like me

But I couldn’t resist to steal a kiss from the rose queen

My momma always told me she was too rich for my blood

Her daddy always said I was never good enough

She was just a southern bell Lord I made her ring

Soakin' wet from beads of sweat bustin' at the seams

She went off to college I stayed my ass back home

She came back sororitized as a teenage debutant

Now she tries to act like she don’t remember me

I guess I’m only good enough once

I guess I’m only good enough once

For the rose queen for the rose queen

For the rose queen for the rose queen