Rosalinda

Wrote this song in 1971.

Created this version in May 2026.

"Rosalinda loves no man more than me.
Rosalinda loves no man more than me.
She's everything I have,
That's all she'll ever be.

She comes in the night to my bedside and prays,
That all will be well for me and she plays,
She plays on her sad guitar,
Of how we must follow our,
Separate ways.

Rosalinda loves no man more than me.
Rosalinda loves no man more than me.
She's everything I have,
That's all she'll ever be.

She's here by me warm, then gently might slip away.
With promise to come whenever I need her to say.
And she's gone,
And I'm no one
All over again.

Rosalinda loves no man more than me.
Rosalinda loves no man more than me.
She's everything I have,
That's all she'll ever be."