She was hanging in a pawn shop in Memphis, Tennessee
She was young and high strung her name was Rosalie,
Her neck was long and slender, she said all the pearls are fine,
I gave up my wedding ring so I could make her mine,

Then she rode with me to Nashville, where we joined a country band
Played smokey honky tonks, a thousand one night stands,
The good times and the bad times she kept me company,
She made the nights less lonely my sweet Rosalie

Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie,
No one woman ever got so close to me
Although there has been others, there will never be,
Another one quite like my Rosalie,
No there'll never be another one like my Rosalie

Well the money wasn't good, gigs were few and far between,
The drummer stopped drinkin' and the fiddler split the scene
Rosie stayed beside me, through the highs and the lows
And I was playing in a band, paying through the nose

Well I left her where I found her, and I walked out with a gun
I was half cocked and loaded I went looking for someone
I came back in the springtime, I promised her I would
Rosalie was long gone, this time gone for good

Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie, no woman got so close to me
Although there have been others, there will never be,
Another one quite like my Rosalie,
No there'll never be another one like my Rosalie

Then late last Friday evening, I saw her on TV
Another guitar man was a holding my pretty Rosalie,
Her neck was long and slender, and her body curves so fine,
I weep when I remember when sweet Rosalie was mine

Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie, no woman got so close to me
Although there have been others, there will never be,
Another one quite like my Rosalie,
No there'll never be another one quite like my Rosalie
No there'll never be another one like my Rosalie

Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie,
Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie,
Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie,
Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie

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