Rosie Jackson Browne

[Intro]
(It's Mozart at two years old)

[Verse 1]
She was standing at the load-in
When the trucks rolled up
She was sniffing all around
Like a half grown female pup
She wasn't hard to talk to
Looked like she had nowhere to go
So I gave her a pass
So she could get in and see the show

[Verse 2]
Well, I sat her down right next to me and I got her a beer
While I mixed that sound on the stage so the band could hear
The more I watched her watch them play
The less I thought of to say
And when they walked off stage
The drummer swept that girl away

[Chorus]
But Rosie, you're all right, you wear my ring
When you hold me tight, Rosie, that's my thing
When you turn out the light, I got to hand it to me
Looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie