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's crazy And her life is a mystery Oh but love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me There's something bout her hand holding mine It's a feeling so 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 Well 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 There's something bout her hand holding mine It's a feeling so 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 Well 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 Because love grows where my Rosemary goes And nobody knows like me