TILL THE LAST ONE DIES Words & Music by John M. (John Mollenhaeur.)
Till the last one dies, Till the last one dies, I will love you till the last one dies
That’s what he wrote, with his pencil lead
99 roses yellow and red, they came with a letter, the letter said
I will love you till the last one’s dead
She had not seen him for quite some time
He had to leave the county, she had stayed behind
He said I’ll be with you in my mind, and I’ll return to you in time
Those roses smelled so lovely, The stems were long and green
But what was he saying? What could it mean?
Till the last one dies? What’s going on? We all know cut roses don’t live long
Well soon her wonder turned into fear, turned into anger, he should be here
Till the last one dies? What’s going on? What is he saying, is something wrong?
99 roses, when the day was done – she counted through them one by one
That’s when she noticed deeply concealed – there was just one flower that was not real