Lyrics Love Grows - Dennis Brown

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 she's crazy,
And her life's a mystery
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes,
And nobody knows, like me

There's something about her hand holding mine,
It's a feeling that's fine,
And I just gotta say:
She's really got a magical spell,
And it's working so well,
That I just can't get away

I'm a lucky fella,
And I've just got to tell her,
That I love her endlessly
Oh, but love grows, where my Rosemary goes,
And nobody knows, like me

There's something about her hand holding mine,
It's a feeling that's fine,
And I just gotta say:
She's really got a magical spell,
And it's working so well,
That I just can't get away

I'm a lucky fella,
And I've just got to tell her,
That I love her endlessly
Oh, but love grows, where my Rosemary goes,
And nobody knows, like me...

Yes, girl, no, girl...
Yeah, I love you...