"ROSEDALE"
Been on the road
For forty days
Tempted every which a way
By a lustful scent
But no I have not bent
Seen a seductive flower bloom
Breath'd the devil's rich perfume
But for the sake of love
No I did not touch... cause
She ain't Rosedale
She ain't somethin' like my girl
Oh only Rosedale's
Aroma fills my bed
And so, forgiveness
Is nothin' she will have to do
No I could never
Stumble or fail
Or do wrong Rosedale
Under a parched moonLight
In San Anton'
On the riverwalk careen'd Dahlia jo
Tequila on her lips
Though I dared not take a sip
And it was down
In Savannah I recall
Where I'd had my share of alcohol
Bud a wild azalea mae
Just let her wilt away... cause
She ain't Rosedale
She ain't somethin' like my girl
Oh only Rosedale's
Aroma fills my bed
And so forgiveness
Is nothin' she will have to do
No I could never
Stumble and fail
Or do wrong Rosedale
In the autumn breeze
I watch her sway
Still in awe at all this grace
Like some prophecy a fateful seed
Was planted, rooted
Blossom'd to find me
Oh my Rosedale
How else could this be
Ya see
Rosedale's so Mississippi
A delta dawn she wakes up pretty
Oh each and every morn
Thus every sunrise I am born
Sings along with the mockingbirds
So confident she takes a verse
Thinks she's part of the band
Well, I just laugh and take the hand
Of my rosedale
She is sho some kind of girl
Oh only Rosedale's
Aroma fills my bed
And ask forgiveness
Is nothin' I will have to do
Nor could I ever
Stumble or fail
I'd pack up and go to hell
Before I do wrong Rosedale
Been on the road for forty days
