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

And people say she, 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

And 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

And 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