Rosie    (sample)

         C                           F C                      G          C

1. I wrote this song for Rosie, song's all I have to give,

                 C                   F     C                                    G           

    I've no pocket full of miracles, or magic wands to wave.

                   F                     C                F                     G

    Perhaps love itself's a miracle, and faith a magic wand,

              C                          F  C                          G            C

    and these two will give Rosie, the best start that they can.

 

                        F                    G                                 C                  F

She may not walk like she should do, she may not talk like she ought to,

                        Dm                   G                                C                    G

sometimes the anger and the pain show through in her frustrated cries.

                           F               C

But when she smiles at me, I can see,

       F                   G                     C

the little girl who lives in Rosie's eyes.

 

                    C                     F  C                                G          C

2. A tough road ahead for Rosie, with blind corners everywhere,

                           C                   F     C                                              G  

    lined with samaritans and strangers who'll whisper, point and stare.

F                                       C                         F                          G

    And some of them will understand, and some of them will not,

                  C                        F    C                                   G                   C

    on her brave and lonely journey, she'll need all the strength she's got.

 

+ CHORUS

 

                   C                   F          C                                       G              C

3. I once knew a barren cripple man, who stood firm and straight and tall,

                   C           F              C                                   G           

    a bitter heartless loveless man with no pity and no soul.

                 F                                 C          

    But because his limbs were strong and clean,

                 F                           G

    no one turned aside their face,

                     C                      F  C                         G         C

    he was a perfect shining mirror to the perfect human race.

                                   F                   G                     C

+ CHORUS     + The little girl who lives in Rosie's eyes.

 

    (Eric Bogle)