"Rosanna" lyrics

"Rosanna"

In the hills of Kentucky
There's a ghost in the wind
And he longs for his true love
And what might've been
Deep in the night, he calls her again

Forgive me, forgive me, Rosanna
I should've stole you away
Forgive me, forgive me, Rosanna
I traded our love for their name
Now I cry on your grave
Now I cry on your grave

Dear sweet Rosanna
Your heart must've broke
When he choose the devil
Now he's just a ghost
Without any soul

Forgive me, forgive me, Rosanna
I should've stole you away
Forgive me, forgive me, Rosanna
I traded our love for their name
Now I cry on your grave
Now I cry on your grave

Blame the Hatfields, or blame the McCoys
For two star-crossed lovers, there was only one choice

Forgive me, forgive me, Rosanna
I should've stole you away
Forgive me, forgive me, Rosanna
I traded our love for their name
Now I cry on your grave
Now I cry on your grave
I cry on your grave


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