Rosemary Moore

Take out your hearing aid, let's go for a drink

You won't have to hear about what I might think

If he didn't die happy, least he didn't die poor

You're still kinda pretty, Mrs. Rosemary Moore

What are you still crying for?

I think you're free now, Rosemary Moore

Funeral wasted your tears

You've cared and cried all of these years

Everyone believes this is terribly bad

Rosey you don't have to play sad

So put on a pretty dress and go out on the town

You'll dance a lot better without him weighing you down

Rosey I've got your car keys if you can still find the door

You can drive if you want to, Mrs. Rosemary Moore

Just stop leaving tears on the floor

You're alone now, Rosemary Moore

Cheap cigarettes and coffee and cards

Yard sales and broken down cars

Everyone believes this is terribly bad

Rosey you don't have to play sad

So take out your hearing aid, and we'll go have a drink

You don't have to listen to what I might think

If he didn't die happy, least he didn't die poor

You're still kinda pretty, Mrs. Rosemary Moore

Just stop leaving tears on the floor

I think you're free now, Rosemary Moore

So stop leaving tears on the floor

I think you're free now, Rosemary Moore