(Buck Owens)      I met her out in Oklahoma    Down where the old Red River flows   I vowed my love to her forever    She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones.      We walked alone down by the river    Just as the sun was sinking low   And in her eyes I saw big trouble    Like the muddy waters down below.      Her lips were soft and sweet as honey    Her hair was bright as yellow as gold   Her cheeks were red as summer roses    She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones.      And then one day a tall dark stranger    With hair as black as winter coal   Rode into town as night was falling    And there he met my Rosie Jones.      I woke next morning just after sunup    To find a note from my Rosie's hand   And it read I'd rather die than ever hurt you    But I'm in love with that tall dark man.      So now I walk alone down by the river    Where my sweet Rosie used to stroll   And soon I'm gonna join those deep dark waters    For I can't live without Rosie Jones.      Her lips were soft and sweet as honey    Her hair was bright as yellow as gold   Her cheeks were red as summer roses    She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones...