Rosey

Calls you by the name of Rosey
Face is shining bright, sun-bursting smile
Pocketful of diamonds for you, Rosie
You just stay here with me for a while

Yes, one more time will do it, won't it, Rosey
A pocketful of of diamonds, then you’re free
And you've met a man who loves you, Rosey
He's got diamonds in his eyes for you to see

Just those diamonds in his eyes
Every time he looks inside your head
And he sees a part of you
That you often thought was dead

Turn and face the man who’s called you, Rosey
Looks like all the others in your file
Looking kind of funny, ain't he, Rosey
Pays for everything, but not a smile

Your silly country boy don't know you, Rosey;
If he did, i'm sure he wouldn't mind at all
Just the diamonds in his eyes for his Rosey;
Put him in your file, he'd have no time to call

Just those diamonds in his eyes
Every time he looks inside your head
And he sees a part of you
That you often thought was dead

Don't it, Rosey…

Yes, those diamonds in his eyes for you
Diamonds in his eyes for you…