| The summer is here at last | |
| The sky is overcast | |
| And no one brings a rose for Emily | |
| She watches her flowers grow | |
| While lovers come and go | |
| To give each other roses from her tree | |
| But not a rose for Emily | |
| Emily, can't you see | |
| There's nothing you can do? | |
| There's loving everywhere | |
| But none for you | |
| Her roses are fading now | |
| She keeps her pride somehow | |
| That's all she has protecting her from pain | |
| And as the years go by | |
| She will grow old and die | |
| The roses in her garden fade away | |
| Not one left for her grave | |
| Not a rose for Emily | |
| Emily, can't you see | |
| There's nothing you can do? | |
| There's loving everywhere | |
| But none for you | |
| Her roses are fading now | |
| She keeps her pride somehow | |
| That's all she has protecting her from pain | |
| And as the years go by | |
| She will grow old and die | |
| The roses in her garden fade away | |
| Not one left for her grave | |
| Not a rose for Emily |