Yellowman — Letter to Rosey

Take a letter to Rosey Address it to my wife Tell her that I coming home On a Saturday night I don't want she worry I don’t want she cry Tell her that I love her Until the day I die Me just, call a taxi pon the telephone Pack all mi things then me go home Me and Rosey and the children alone Ink is pale pen is dry My love for you it will never die Take a letter to Rosey Address it to my wife Tеll her that I coming home On a Saturday night I don't want she worry I don't want shе cry Tell her that I love her Until the day I die Because rose is red, violets are blue Sugar is sweet, not like you You love me and I love you Tell you darling I’ll never make you feel blue Tell you no lie I tell you the truth A nuff man a look you but they can get through Stick a pon you like a crazy glue Take a letter to Rosey Address it to my wife Tell her that I coming home On a Saturday night I don't want she worry I don't want she cry Tell her that I love her Until the day I die Me just, call a taxi pon the telephone Pack all mi things then me go home Me and the children and Rosey alone Ink is pale pen is dry My love for you it will never die Take a letter to Rosey Address it to my wife Tell her that I coming home On a Saturday night I don't want she worry I don't want she cry Tell her that I love her Until the day I die Because, birds on the tree go tweet tweet tweet And lovers in the dark kiss mmm mmm mmm I'm gonna love you until the stars stop shine Girl I'm gwan love you until the rains stop fall Girl I'm gwan love you until the river run dry My love for you it will never die So take me girl chick wipe the tears from your eyes And if you leave me you know I gwin die Take a letter to Rosey Address it to my wife Tell her that I coming home On a Saturday night I don’t want she worry I don’t want she cry Tell her that I love her Until the day I die Becaw, rose is red, violets are blue Sugar is sweet but not like you You love me and I love you My favorite color man is yellow and blue Tell you darling I'll never make you feel blue Take a letter to Rosey Address it to my wife Tell her that I am coming home On a Saturday night I don’t want she worry I don't want she cry Tell her that I love her Until the day I die Me just call a taxi pon the telephone Pack all mi things then me go home Me and Rosey and the children alone Ink is pale pen is dry My love for you it will never die Love hard to get Love hard to hold