I met her out in Oklaho ma
Down where the old Red River runs
I vowed my love to her forever
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 gold
Her cheeks were red as summer roses
She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones
With hair as black as winter corn
Rode into town as night was falling
And there he met my Rosie Jones
I awoke the next morning just after sunrise
to find a note from my Rosie's hand
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
Where I can't live without my Rosie Jones
Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
Her hair was bright as yellow gold
Her cheeks were red as summer roses
She was my sweet, sweet Rosie Jones
