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'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  Because 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    ||:Because 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