Take out your hearing aid, oh
We'll go have a drink
You won't have to hear about
What I might think

If he didn't die happy
Least he didn't die poor
And you're still kinda pretty
Mrs rosemary Moore
What are you still crying for?
I think you're free now rosemary Moore
Funeral wasted your tears
You cared and cried all of these years
Everyone believes this is terribly bad
Rosey you don't have to play sad

So put on a pretty dress
And go out on the town
You'll dance a lot better
Without him weighing you down

Rosey, I've got your car keys
You can still find the door
You can drive if you want to
Mrs rosemary Moore
Just stop leaving tears on the floor
You're alone now rosemary Moore

Cheap cigarettes and coffee and cards
And yard sales and broken down cars
Everyone believes this is terribly bad
Rosey you don't have to play sad

So take out your hearing aid
And we'll go have a drink
You won't have to listen
To what I might think if he didn't die happy
Least he didn't die poor
And you're still kinda pretty
Mrs rosemary Moore
Stop leaving tears on the floor
I think you're free now rosemary Moore

Stop leaving tears on the floor
I think you're free now rosemary Moore

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Writer(s): Caitlin Cary