Rosemary

Little mary was five years oldHer parents left her, she was out in the coldAlone to live and find her wayIn this great world of heartache and painEyes of brown, matted locks of goldHer flowered dress is tattered and soiledTear stained cheeks, her feet cold and bareWho could have left a child so rareRosemary your day will comeHe loved you so he gave his only sonKeep the faith in your soulStay down on your kneesI’m begging you pleaseHold onto the beads at your heartA burning heart and tired eyesHowling winds for lullabysNo one there to soothe her frightNowhere to turn but the inward lightBecause life is for believingThat your heart can turn to goldAll you need is christ to receive itThere’s eternal life for every soulRosemary your day will comeHe loved you so he gave his only sonKeep the faith in your soulStay down on your kneesI’m begging you pleaseHold onto the beads at your heartRosemary, rosemaryHe loves youHe needs youHe wants youSo don’t let him downSingingRosemary your day will comeHe loved you so he gave his only sonKeep the faith in your soulStay down on your kneesI’m begging you pleaseHold onto the beads at your heartYeah yeah,Rosemary, singing, rosemaryRosemaryRosemary, come on now yeahGot to keep the faith yeahKeep the faith

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