Sweet Rosalie

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What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 No one can love her half as much as me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 I fetched her out of a tree with a cane
 I fetched her out of a tree with a cane
 Then combed out the hornets and covered her stains
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 No one can love her half as much as me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 Love is a white room that cures every ill
 The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me
 Men in long coats came with scissors and soap
 Men in long coats came with scissors and soap
 Then dragged her away by a mule and a rope
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 She kissed me once through the wood of her cage
 She kissed me once through the wood of her cage
 Then left a piece of her tooth in my leg
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 No one can love her half as much as me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 Love is a white room that cures every ill
 The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me
 They say she strangled Black Dougherty's cat
 They say she strangled Black Dougherty's cat
 But her calico bonnet looked nothing like that
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 And more that she bludgeoned her pa in his bed
 And more that she bludgeoned her pa in his bed
 But that could have been anyone wearing his head
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 No one can love her half as much as me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 Love is a white room that cures every ill
 The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me
 The old virgins fingered and cried she was lost
 The old virgins fingered and cried she was lost
 But who wouldn't moan if they played with a cross?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 Counselor promised her tweed alibis
 Counselor promised her tweed alibis
 But showed up to court late in a sack full of flies
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 No one can love her half as much as me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 Love is a white room that cures every ill
 The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me
 They lost her in jail and my guts hit the floor
 They lost her in jail and my guts hit the floor
 All the guards dead asleep with their heads in the door
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 I cooked a partridge to mark her return
 I cooked a partridge to mark her return
 I pushed in her chair, brushed the bugs from her waist
 Unbuckled the straps just to gaze at her face
 Then blew on her spoon and offered a taste
 I napkined her chin as she drooled bone and paste
 How sweetly she pushed my cheek into the vase
 Then snatched up the knife and 'round the table we chased
 She giggled and jabbed as wine sprayed on the lace
 'Till my heart gave in after giving the race
 She settled herself on my lap and screamed grace
 I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 No one can love her half as much as me
 What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?
 

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Duration
05:11
Key
9
Tempo
210 BPM

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