Rosie, the rain don't stop,
I've two weeks off in port,
Suspect like a sailor's dream, Rosie
You don't sound right on the phone
From the tone of your voice,
Well, you're talking fast,
You tell me that you found this new guy,
yeah you know you must be crazy
just to talk this way well
I'm drinking the rain don't stop
Well it's three bucks for a shot of Jack,
this place is the last frontier.
The jukebox plays a country tune,
soon I'll be out of here.
I walk around the town like a drunken fool.
Ah, you know, you must be crazy
Yeah, you know, you must be crazy
Now tell me that you want me coming home
I left to make some cash for us
I didn't want to leave you all alone, Rosie
Ah, trust me, darling Rosie,
I'll be back before the month is through
But I won't give in, Rosie
Yeah, you know, you must be crazy