Rosanna, ©1967 by Gordon Lightfoot Rosanna makes my day begin With kisses for a king And coffee on a silver tray She sees the shape I'm in And if she should ever break away I'd follow close behind her 'Cause Rosanna, yes Rosanna Rules my heart Rosanna knows the times I keep A fire softly glows And the shadows lick the wall She knows when I'm asleep The dinner's served at eight o'clock on time And all is well by nine 'Cause Rosanna, yes Rosanna Rules my heart Rosanna moves across the floor Her perfume fills the air As she walks beside my easy chair I touch her hand once more And I may never sleep again I like the bag she put me in Rosanna knows the ways of a man But not the way I feel I don't really care what happens now It's catch me if you can For no matter what occasion should arise She likes to sympathize 'Cause Rosanna, yes Rosanna Rosanna, Rosanna Rules my heart