Woorden: George Jones. My Heart’s Bouquet.

was just a very young fellow when I found my pretty flower

Growing in a field of love one day

When she told me that she love me then I knew that I must have her

And I picked her as my heart's bouquet

She's my heart's bouquet my heart's bouquet

I picked her from the field of love one day

Well I loved her then and I love her still cross my heart I always will

She's my darling she's my heart's bouquet

We have faced the years together sharing all our joy and sorrow

She has been my pride along the way

Through it all she has advantage never one time has she failed it

Since I picked her as my heart's bouquet

She's my heart's bouquet...

When old ages crept upon us and the years show in our faces

And her golden hair has turned to grey

She'll still be my precious darling and I love her more than ever

Just the same she'll be my heart's bouquet

She's my heart's bouquet...