She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
And her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
She acts a little lazy
And 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 holdin mine
It's a feeling that's fine
And I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's workin so well
That I can't get away
I'm a lucky fella and I just gotta tell her
That I love her endlessly
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
