Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)

Well, she ain't got no money Her clothes are kinda funny 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 And I just gotta tell her That I love her endlessly Because love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows Like me