Gene Rockwell - Rosie

I'm not the first man
To earn his living traveling all alone
And Rosie's not the first girl
To try and make an empty house a home

And I recall the first time
I heard her cry a thousand miles away
And I cursed the miles between us
Swore it wouldn't always be this way

Rosie, do you wanna talk it over?
I'll come home and we can work things out
Rosie, do you wanna talk it over?
She said no, you keep on moving
Really ain't no big thing
I just need some time to work things out

Every time I pick my guitar up
I know that lonely finds my Rosies door
Lord, you know a traveling man
Can't give his woman
What she hungers for

I've made it in the city
I've moved around just like a rolling stone
Every year my name gets bigger
But I wish I was doing half as good at home

I wish I had a dollar
Every time I heard the grandstands roar
But since for every phone call
When we don't say I love you anymore

And today when I called Rosie
Lord, you know she sounded all forlorn
And I cursed the miles between us
Rosie just can't take it anymore

Rosie, do you wanna talk it over?
I'll come home and we can work things out
Rosie, do you wanna talk it over?
She said no, you keep on moving
Last night I found another
It's gone too far for us to work things out

Rosie, do you wanna talk it over?
I'll come home and we can work things out
Rosie, do you wanna talk it over?
Has it gone too far for us to work things out?

Rosie, don't you wanna talk it over?
Can't we sit down and work things out?

Written by:
SONNY THROCKMORTON

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