JA: I was never crazy for flowers I confess that nothing left me colder. I could watch a daisy for hours and all i'd feel was several hours older.
Lilacs or lilies, anything you please all that they did was make me shrug or sneeze.
But now i love each blossom that i see for a lovely little rose loves me.
Now my life is Rosie, since i found my Rosie. With a girl like rosie how could i be blue?
Hand in hand we'll mosey Me and little Rosie. We will be so cozy by a fire built for two.
Oh i once heard a poem that goes A rose is a rose is a rose. But i don't agree Take it from me, There's one rose sweeter than any that grows
That's my Rosie. I'm so glad you chose me. Life is one, sweet, beautiful song to me.
JA: Now my life is Rosie VW: Oh, we'll be happy I know. JA: Since I found my Rosie. VW: Off to the preacher we'll go. JA: With a girl like ROsie VW: So how could we JA: How could I be blue? VW: Be blue?
VW: Oh we'll have us a home out west. A nice, little split, level nest. And in every room, roses in bloom JA: but there's one Rose sweeter than all of the rest.
JA: And that's my Rosie
Both: I'm so glad you chose me. Life is one, sweet, beautiful song. If love is right, then, what could be wrong? Life is one, sweet, beautiful song to me.