Chris Robinson Brotherhood - Rosalee lyrics

Rosalee, you little country thang Sho ‘nuff know how to make me smile You like the jangle of my tambourine Won't you stay with me a little while Rosalee, sugar sweet How I'd like to make you mine I'd take you down to the county seat You could take my name anytime Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Lord, have mercy on this day dreamin' man My boots, they ain't dry from the flood I give you my word to do the best that I can I understand that this bird in my hand Is better than two in the bush Who do I see but miss Rosalee Sure a site for sore eyes I like the way she talks to me In a voice as soft as twilight Lord, have mercy on this day dreamin' man My boots ain't dry from the flood I give you my word to do the best that I can I understand that this bird in my hand Better than two in the bush And it's all down hill to the beach from here Lonely I've brought something to share and it's right here Only Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner or are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner? Are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner? Are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner? Are we getting high? Is the air getting thinner? Are we getting high? Rosalee, you little country thang Sho ‘nuff know how to make me smile You like the jangle of my tambourine Won't you stay with me a little while Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee Rosalee