"Rosie" lyrics

"Rosie"

Out in the western fields behind nowhere, there's a girl with a flower for a name
And when the night time comes creeping the darkness will have her
And she'll take all of the blame
She could take the train out of town in the morning
But I bet she'd be back by the spring

Rosie, Rosie, Rosie
It's going to be alright
Rosie, Rosie, Rosie
Won't you come inside

And I met her on a Sunday in the churchyard parking lot
She's making noise at all the people inside
She says where was your God when my momma was gone and my father couldn't look me in the eyes
She says who do you turn to when the war is coming
There's no one left but you to fight

Rosie, Rosie, Rosie
It's going to be alright
Rosie, Rosie, Rosie
Won't you come inside

And I drive 100 miles just to find her curled up in a puddle of blood
Because someone got angry and they busted her body and left her to die in the mud
She couldn't see me, she was shaking and crying
As I carried her back to my truck

Rosie, Rosie, Rosie
It's going to be alright
Rosie, Rosie, Rosie
Won't you come inside

This is no way to live
No way to die
No way to live
No way to die
No way to live
No way to die
No way to live
No way to die

So out in the western fields behind nowhere
There's a girl with a flower for a name


Writer(s): Benjamin Dakota Rogers
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