She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh but love grows where
My Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
She talks kinda lazy
People say she's crazy
And her life's a mystery
Oh but love grows where
My Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There's something about
Her hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine
And I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's working
So well that I can't get away
I'm a lucky fella
I've just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Oh but love grows
Where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There's something
About her hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine and I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's working
So well that I can't get away
I'm a lucky fella I've just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Oh but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Oh but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
