Rosemary

Rosemary, Rosemary,
On the first day I saw thee,
Said I to meself, ‘Go wary
And she’ll be thy Ben-my-Chree!’
So I wary went and see
What happiness it brought to me.

Rosemary, Rosemary,
On the last day I saw thee,
Said I to meself, ‘Go wary
Or she’ll be for leavin’ thee!’
So I wary went and see
What misery it’s brought to me.

1925