She ain't got no money   Her clothes are kinda funny   Her hair is kinda wild and free   Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes   And nobody knows like me      She talks kinda lazy   And people say she she's crazy   And her life's a mystery   Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes   And nobody knows like me      There's something about her hand holding mine   It's a feeling that's fine   And I just gotta say   She's really got a magical spell   And it's working so well   That I can't get away      I'm a lucky fella   And I've just got to tell her   That I love her endlessly   Oh.. But Love grows where my Rosemary goes   And nobody knows like me      There's something about her hand holding mine   It's a feeling that's fine   And I just gotta say   She's really got a magical spell   And it's working so well   That I can't get away      I'm a lucky fella   [And] I've just got to tell her   That I love her endlessly      ||:Oh..But Love grows where my Rosemary goes   And nobody knows like me :||   Love Grows where my Rosemary goes    And nobody knows like me...      Fadeout:   It keeps growing every place she's been   And nobody knows like me      If you've met her, you'll never forget her   And nobody knows like me      La la la- believe it when you've seen it   Nobody knows like me