作词 : Patsy Lynn-Russell/Loretta Lynn

作曲 : Patsy Lynn-Russell/Loretta Lynn

One of my fondest memories

Was sittin' on my daddy's knee

Listenin' to the stories that he told

He'd pull out that old photograph

Like a treasured memory from the past

And say, "Child, this here's the Van Lear Rose"

Oh how it would bring a smile

When he talked about her big blue eyes

And how her beauty ran down to her soul

She'd walk across the coal miner's yard

Them miners would yell loud and hard

And they'd dream of who would hold the Van Lear Rose

She was the belle of Johnson County, Ohio River to Big Sandy

A beauty to behold like a diamond in the coal

All the miners, they would gather round

Talk about the man that came to town right under their nose

Stole the heart of the Van Lear Rose

Now the Van Lear Rose could've had her pick

And all the fellers figured rich

Until this poor boy caught her eye

His buddies would all laugh and say

"Your dreamin', boy, she'll never look your way

You'll never ever hold the Van Lear Rose"

She was the belle of Johnson County, Ohio River to Big Sandy

A beauty to behold like a diamond in the coal

All the miners, they would gather round

Talk about the man that came to town right under their nose

Stole the heart of the Van Lear Rose

Then one night in mid-July

Underneath that old blue Kentucky sky

Well, that poor boy won that beauty's heart

Then my daddy would look at my mommy and smile

As he brushed the hair back from my eyes

And he'd say, "Your mama, she's the Van Lear Rose"

She was the belle of Johnson County, Ohio River to Big Sandy

A beauty to behold like a diamond in the coal

All the miners, they would gather round

Talk about the man that came to town right under their nose

Stole the heart of the Van Lear Rose

Right under their nose

Stole the heart of the Van Lear R