1 lyrics for "Buy his mother gin and roses" And Her Tears Flowed Like WineElla FitzgeraldHe would spend it on the ponies He would spend it on the girls Buy his mother gin and roses For her poor old hennaed curls And when his wife said, "Hey now What did you get for me?" He socked her in the chopper Such a sweet, sweet guy was hePlayRelated Songs 695.3K It's Only A Paper MoonElla Fitzgerald 453.5K They Can't Take That Away From MeElla Fitzgerald 209.2K Blue MoonElla Fitzgerald 856.9K Hey JudeElla Fitzgerald 144.5K All of MeElla Fitzgerald 337.6K Dreams Are Made for ChildrenElla Fitzgerald 569.7K Comes LoveElla Fitzgerald 550.5K They Can’t Take That Away From MeElla Fitzgerald 331.9K Bewitched, Bothered and BewilderedElla Fitzgerald 107.1K I Love ParisElla Fitzgerald 181K I Found My Yellow Basket (Single Version)Ella Fitzgerald 416.3K With A Song In My HeartElla FitzgeraldSuggestions SongOn My OwnMadeleine PeyrouxMorning SunMelody GardotI Can't Give You Anything But LoveDiana KrallOld Devil MoonChet Baker