Sweet Rosie Jones

I met her out in Oklahoma
 Down where 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
 Just 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 as gold
 Her cheeks were red as summer roses
 She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones
 And then one day a tall dark stranger
 With hair as black as winter coal
 Rode into town as night was falling
 And there he met my Rosie Jones
 I woke 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'm gonna join those deep dark waters
 For I can't live without Rosie Jones
 Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
 Her hair was bright as yellow as gold
 Her cheeks were red as summer roses
 She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones