Composer：Tony Macaulay/Barry Mason/Sylvan Whittingham
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 'Hey'.
She's Really Got A Magical Spell
And It's Working So Well
That I Can't Get Away.
I'm A Lucky Fellow
And I've Just Gotta 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 'Hey'.
She's Really Got A Magical Spell
And It's Working So Well
That I Can't Get Away.
I'm A Lucky Fellow
And I've Just Gotta Tell Her
That I Love Her Endlessly.
Because Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes
And Nobody Knows. Like Me.
Wow...Oh Yeah,
Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah....
Wow....Oh Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha...