Well, the cars are leaving town
The winterâs moving in
A tree has been torn down
By an ill wind, an ill wind
Oh, Rosie can you tell my age?
From where I sit Iâm younger than I look
But old enough to know the half of it
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
You could still fly south
Before they find you out
Well, youâve got needles in your eyes
From all those glances that you stole
Any secret thatâs worth keeping
Will always burn a hole
Oh, I saw you over coffee
Four sugars and some cream
You were smiling quietly
Holding your face over the steam
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
You could still fly south
Before they find you out
And anyone who calls your bluff will learn
That you donât need a match to get your fingers burned
Well, itâs a wild December night
And you have packed your bags and gone
And you havenât old a soul
Which plane that you got on
And you left behind your letters
Your hairbrush and your red shoes
You left behind your name and
A little boy who looks like you
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
You could still fly south
Before they find you out
- :
- Ghosts & Graffiti
- Regardless
- John Wesley Harding
- Miscellaneous
- Songs From The Gutter
- Rules For Jokers
- Teach Me To Be Bad (EP)
- Strange Communion
- Liejacker
- Liejacker (Deluxe Version)
- Coming Back to You
- Ghosts & Graffiti (Deluxe)
- Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan
- Chimes of Freedom - The Songs of Bob Dylan (Honoring 50...
- Ghosts & Graffiti (Deluxe Version)
- Heart and Soul
- Love Came Looking for Me
- Regardless (Special Edition)
- As If
- The Lipstick Conspiracies