Letter to Rosey Yellowman

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