Harry Roy & His Orchestra — Rosita Her Name Was Rosita

Rosita Her name was Rosita I used to serenade her Old Spanish songs I played her On my guitar She was lovely as a star! Rosita I lived for Rosita She met a caballero He was her handsome hero Right from the start And he won Rosita's heart One night they planned an escapada So they could wed at break of day I helped them plan their escapada And watched my love ride away Rosita I lost my Rosita No more to serenade her Somеbody else has made hеr Happy, and so She will never, never know That I loved Rosita so!