Eighteen Yellow Roses - Bobbie Darin
(Spruce Grove, Alberta, Canada)
The day my oldest daughter was born, I was leaving the hospital and thinking about getting some roses for my wife and daugther. There in front of me as I left the hospital parking lot, was a note scralled in the dust one the back of a dirty old van. The line written in the dust by a finger say, "don't laugh mister, your daughter is in here".
I though my gosh, she was only one hour old and someone has already put the thought in my head, that one day she wouldn't be just my little girl and she would likely leave us for a boy and maybe in a dirty old van.
Thinking of Roses and Daughters I guess and what the future might hold, the words from a line in Bobby Darin's song, Eighteen Yellow Roses came into my head. The line is, " Eighteen Yellow Roses will wilt and die one day but a fathers love will never fade away".
And while I had a guitar at the time, I didn't play it or sing, I made a promise to myself that I would sing that song at her wedding.
The next day I bought 18 Yellow Roses for my wife, the reason I gave for buying 18 was, 12 for my wife and 6 for my daughter. I had to have 18 if the song was going to work on her wedding day.
Over the next 24 years, I did learn to play and sing, but I never sang this song in front of anyone or told anyone of my plan.
During my daughters dating years she receieved flowers many many times but no one every gave her 18 yellow roses (That would have made this perfect).
of her wedding reception, I bought another 18 yellow roses and as I was paying for them the lady at the flower store ask me why 18 yellow roses? She was the only person I had ever told my story to and she was crying as I left.
At the reception, I set out the 18 yellow roses on a talbe and told the story of the day my daugther was born, then I played and sang 18 Yellow Roses.
It was amazing, I was told there wasn't a dry eye in the house for I couldn't see from the tears in mine.
It may not be a real country but the lericks really do fit a father thoughts and feelings about his daugher leaving home. I've attached the lyrics for you to see and you can check it out on You Tube to hear it.
Eighteen Yellow Roses by Bobby Darin
Eighteen yellow roses came today
Eighteen yellow roses in a pretty bouquet
When the boy came to the door
I didn't know what to say
But eighteen yellow roses came today
I opened up the card to see what it said
I couldn't believe my eyes
When I had read
Though you belong to another I love you anyway
Yes eighteen yellow roses came today
I never doubted your love for a minute
I always thought that you would be true
But now this box and the flowers in it
I guess there's nothin' left for me to do
But ask to meet the boy that's done this thing
And find out if he's got plans to buy you a ring
'Cause eighteen yellow roses will wilt and die one day...
But a father's love will never fade away
Will never fade away