He ain't got no money

His clothes are kinda funny

His hair is kinda wild and free

Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me

He talks kinda lazy

And people say he's crazy

And his life's a mystery

Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me

There's something about him hand holding mine

It's a feeling that's fine

And I just gotta say

He's really got a magical spell

And it's working so well

That I can't get away

I'm a lucky fella

And I've just got to tell him

That I love him endlessly

Because Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me

There's something about him hand holding mine

It's a feeling that's fine

And I just gotta say

He's really got a magical spell

And it's working so well

That I can't get away

I'm a lucky woman

And I've just got to tell him

That I love him endlessly

Because Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me