(George Jones) Today I got a long letter From one who still cares for me She asked lots of questions Like would I call her sometime And was I getting back on my feet She asked if I had quit drinking Like I promised her long ago The words wouldn't come When I called and she answered Oh but I found a way to say no I sent her some wine-colored roses The color of grapes on the vine When she sees the wine-colored roses They'll tell her I'm still on the wine The roses will say I still love her Their color will cause her to cry One dozen reasons to tell her I'm sorry And twelve pretty flowers don't lie I sent her some wine-colored roses The color of grapes on the vine When she sees the wine-colored roses They'll tell her I'm still on the wine