Scotty Morris - Sweet Rosalie lyrics

What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? No one can love her half as much as me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? I fetched her out of a tree with a cane I fetched her out of a tree with a cane Then combed out the hornets and covered her stains What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? No one can love her half as much as me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? Love is a white room that cures every ill The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me Men in long coats came with scissors and soap Men in long coats came with scissors and soap Then dragged her away by a mule and a rope What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? She kissed me once through the wood of her cage She kissed me once through the wood of her cage Then left a piece of her tooth in my leg What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? No one can love her half as much as me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? Love is a white room that cures every ill The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me They say she strangled Black Dougherty's cat They say she strangled Black Dougherty's cat But her calico bonnet looked nothing like that What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? And more that she bludgeoned her pa in his bed And more that she bludgeoned her pa in his bed But that could have been anyone wearing his head What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? No one can love her half as much as me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? Love is a white room that cures every ill The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me The old virgins fingered and cried she was lost The old virgins fingered and cried she was lost But who wouldn't moan if they played with a cross? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? Counselor promised her tweed alibis Counselor promised her tweed alibis But showed up to court late in a sack full of flies What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? No one can love her half as much as me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? Love is a white room that cures every ill The thicker the heart, the stronger the pill What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me They lost her in jail and my guts hit the floor They lost her in jail and my guts hit the floor All the guards dead asleep with their heads in the door What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? I cooked a partridge to mark her return I cooked a partridge to mark her return I pushed in her chair, brushed the bugs from her waist Unbuckled the straps just to gaze at her face Then blew on her spoon and offered a taste I napkined her chin as she drooled bone and paste How sweetly she pushed my cheek into the vase Then snatched up the knife and 'round the table we chased She giggled and jabbed as wine sprayed on the lace 'Till my heart gave in after giving the race She settled herself on my lap and screamed grace I'm mad about her and she's crazy for me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie? No one can love her half as much as me What have they done to my Sweet Rosalie?