Rosalie

Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee
Baby, please come on back home to me
Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee
Baby, come on back home to me
Well, you know if I've been in a way contrary
God knows I did not intend to be
Now you know, Rosa Lee, she just my type of way
She got two dimples and a door
Now you know if I only treat my baby
I'd be forced to suppress the love

Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee
You 'bout the onliest girl I know
Well, now you know you have called me to walk from Memphis
Down to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, now you know I got something to tell you now, little woman
And as soon as I get a chance
Now you know if I can't even marry you there
I'll pray to be your man

Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee
You 'bout the onliest girl I know
Well, now you know you have left way out in Mississippi, honey
And now gone way back up in Chicago
Yeah, boy
Play that, man, that's right
Alright, mister

Well, now you know I have to leave you, Rosa Lee
'Cause I don't feel welcome here
And you know I can't find no woman
And I have to fear my care
Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee
You 'bout the onliest girl I love
Well, now you know you have gone away and left me, baby
Well, I'm just lonely down in this world