Buck Owens
Miscellaneous
Sweet Rosie Jones (1968)
I met her out in Oklahoma
Down were the old Red River flows
I vowed my love to her forever
She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones
We walked alone down by the river
Yes as the sun was sinking low
And in her eyes I saw big trouble
Like the muddy waters down below
Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
Her hair was bright as yellow gold
Her lips were red as summer roses
She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones
And then one day a tall dark stranger
With hair was black as winter coal
Rode into town as night was falling
And there he met my Rosie Jones
I awoke next morning just after sunup to find a note from my Rosie’s hand
And it read I’d rather die than ever hurt you but I’m in love with that tall dark man
So now I walk alone down by the river where my sweet Rosie used to stroll
And soon I’ll join those deep dark waters cause I can’t live without My Rosie Jones
Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
Her hair was bright as yellow gold
Her lips were red as summer roses
She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones

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