Rosa Lee McFall
Charlie Monroe, 1963 or traditional
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Out on a lonely hillside,
In a cabin low and small,
Lived the sweetest rose of color.
My Rosalee 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.
I asked her, to be 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 Rosalee McFall.
I searched this wide world over,
Through cities great and small.
But I never found another,
Like my Rosalee McFall.