Oh, Rosie (( Happy March 25th ))

Arnthro

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Oh, Rosie I believe I wouldn't be any wiser
Dropping down eaves in the middle of the Shire
I'll be meddling in the affairs of my betters
Thanks to the man that learned me my letters

Have a laugh at a gaffe where the forest gives you the willies
Have a bath by the path where the water meets the lilies
If a ranger looks fair he will feel fairly foul
But I want to feel the change in the air
See the sailors I've heard so much about

I hope you will be expecting me, babe
I hope you will be expecting me, babe
I'm dreaming of you where I may lay
I hope you will be expecting me

To the top of the weather from the bottom of the barrow
To the canyon of the cleft where the axe met the arrow
Thinking of you, Rosie, in the land of the holly
Oh, but only folly took the way through the gate
Where the Bane took The Gray from everybody

Unless we get lost blindfolded or ferried
I guess I got Earth from her orchard to be buried
Back to the boats, to the boats
Go back like lightning
Will we see them again
Yes we may, yes we may
Alright, then

I hope you will be expecting me, babe
I hope you will be expecting me, babe
There will be a lot of danger along the way
I hope you will be expecting me

We're in a fix
Gotta get these conies cooked
We're in a fix
Wise man trust not to chance meetings
On the road in this land
Where there's life there's hope in this land
The king has got a crown again

Step or stone
Breath or bone
Earth, air, and water all seem accursed
We've fallen into a tale climbing stairs
Where the daylight seems reversed
Is it today or tomorrow
What is hoarded in the dark within
Let your star-glass glow in the gloom
Give us guidance to the end
To the end

This errand must not fail
Rosie, I must see it through
The one small garden of a free gardener
Is all my need and due
Now I've rung the front doorbell beyond all towers strong and high
From hollow to hollow
I've left everything but my bones behind

I hope you will be expecting me, babe
I hope you will be expecting me, babe
I might have to punch his pimply face
I hope you will be expecting me
 
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