Tác giả : Grateful Dead
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Out on the lonely hillside in a cabin low and small
Lived the sweetest rose of color my rosie mcfall
Her eyes were bright and shining and her voice was sweet to me
Knew that i would always love her and i hoped that she loved me
My eyes turned to me, my darlin' and this is what she said:
You know that i would always love you when you and i are wed.
Then god way up in heaven one day for her did call
I lost my bride, oh how i loved her, my rosie mcfall
I searched this wide world over through cities great and small
But i never found another like my rosie mcfall