Wynton Marsalis — Rosewood lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Rosewood" by Wynton Marsalis.
Lyrics
Morning sunshine.
Conquer me.
Sounds alarming.
Can’t set me free.
Rosewood
Rosewood
I don’t know, but i’ve been told.
Prettiest little place on good lord’s green.
Sweet cane rising.
Cyprus bees.
Children riding.
On old folks knees.
Rosewood
Rosewood
I don’t know, but i’ve been told.
Prettiest little place you’ve ever seen.
Train rambling… Rambling.
Side my door.
I paid cash money.
At the corner store.
Rosewood.
Rosewood.
I don’t know but i’ve been told.
Prettiest little place on good lords green.