Esperanza Spalding, American Music Program - City of Roses lyrics
[Esperanza Spalding, American Music Program - City of Roses lyrics]
In the city of roses
Streets lined with red brick
And green branches
All the rainy days might seem bleak
Our rain is the paint that makes the
Land lush and the folks unique
City parks, wild berries, and old bridges
A rolling river bringing good to
And from the sea and mountain hooded in snow
Silently watching over me
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
I take along a little piece of heaven
With these memories of mine
From the city of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
Down along the river weekend market
On sunny Saturdays the waterfront comes alive
With street vendors and hippies that
Keep a hemp sack flying
All the people you could wish for or imagine
From the farmer in the city
Selling fresh grown greens
Musicians hustling to make sure that
There's a thriving jazz scene
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
I take along a little piece of heaven
With these memories of mine
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
Wherever I may travel I take with me
These memories of mine
From the city of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
I take along a little piece of heaven
With these memories of mine
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
Yeah, and I find
Wherever I may travel I take with me
Portland in my mind
Mmm, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
Streets lined with red brick
And green branches
All the rainy days might seem bleak
Our rain is the paint that makes the
Land lush and the folks unique
City parks, wild berries, and old bridges
A rolling river bringing good to
And from the sea and mountain hooded in snow
Silently watching over me
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
I take along a little piece of heaven
With these memories of mine
From the city of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
Down along the river weekend market
On sunny Saturdays the waterfront comes alive
With street vendors and hippies that
Keep a hemp sack flying
All the people you could wish for or imagine
From the farmer in the city
Selling fresh grown greens
Musicians hustling to make sure that
There's a thriving jazz scene
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
I take along a little piece of heaven
With these memories of mine
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
Wherever I may travel I take with me
These memories of mine
From the city of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
And I find
I take along a little piece of heaven
With these memories of mine
Everywhere I go these roots are with me
Yeah, and I find
Wherever I may travel I take with me
Portland in my mind
Mmm, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses
City of roses, city of roses