American Old Time Song Lyrics: 52 Rosie Deane
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 52
Copyright, 1896, by The Zeno Mauvais Music Co.
Words and Music by Lee Johnson.
Rosie, my love, sweetheart, come sit by my side,
While my love to you I confide;
My own darling, of you I think all the time, love,
Hoping that you soon will be mine, my Little Rosie Deane.
Through day and night your image bright before me e'er is seen;
You are the idol of my heart, my little Rosie Deane.
Rosie Deane, you are my queen, the swellest girl I've seen:
You look so neat and smile so sweet, blue eyes and golden hair;
Rosie Deane, when you pass by, the boys all look and sigh:
They all tip their hats and wink their eyes at little Rosie Deane.
Jack, my own love, darling, I'll be your true love,
True as bright stars that shine above;
Hoping, watching, waiting that day to draw near, love.
When you will call me your own dear, your Little Rosie Deane:
I'll be your wife, your joy in life, no grief shall come between;
Yes, I will be your own, dear Jack, your little Rosie Deane.- Chorus.