A / / / 2 / / / 3 / / / 4 / / / 5 / / / 6 / / /
She ain't got no money
Clothes are kind of funny
D
Hair is kind of wild and free
        A    F#m            A        D
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
    A      D          E7
And nobody knows like me

Verse 2:
She talks kind of lazy
People say she's crazy
And her love's a mystery
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
    A      D     E7     A
And nobody knows   like me

CHORUS (twice):
        D                                A
There's somethin' about her hand holdin' mine
                      D
It's a feelin' that's fine
                 A
And I just gotta say
      D                    A
She's really got a magical spell
                    Bm
And it's workin' so well
                  E7
That I can't get away
A
I'm a lucky fella
And I just gotta tell her
D
That I love her endlessly
        A    F#m            A        D
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
    A      D     E7     A
And nobody knows   like me

(repeat and fade):
A    F#m            A        D
Love grows where my Rosemary goes
    A      E7         A
And nobody knows like me