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

Because 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

Because Love grows where my Rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me



Fadeout:

It keeps growing every place she's been

And nobody knows like me



If you've met her, you'll never forget her

And nobody knows like me



La la la- believe it when you've seen it

Nobody knows like me