Rosie-oh, I know
You only pick the pockets of the ones you love
You married me six feet deep
In a dress made of cotton with a mouth to feed
When left alone, my skin and bones
Spent a hundred dollars on a way back home
Chorus:
With a ring upon my left hand
You called me crazy so I called you again
But you knew right away
Yeah you knew right away
I'm just not ready
Caroline, friend of mine
She's turning all the water into turpentine
She calls my name from a cardboard stage
She keeps my letters in an old bird cage
She says "Please, marry me
and I will leave a family lyin' at your feet"
Chorus
Weeping Jane, from Aberdeen
Hides a rusty knife inside her walking cane
She bent low, before the snow
To carry out a dress that she had burried below
Beat the breeze and married me
She carved both our names into a willow tree
Chorus
credits
from Kissing The Gunner's Daughter,
track released September 2, 2011
Written By: Ryan Anderson
Composed By: Go Long Mule
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