Looking through the window of destiny
casement open to the skies - no more lies
Rosemary nods upon the grave
could`ve been saved
from the garden of the brave
she cries
Rest in peace

Soft may the worms about him creep
never heard the children weep -
he`s asleep Rosemary nods upon the grave
could`ve been saved
from the garden of the brave
she cries
Rest in peace

When saints go marching down the hall
like ghosts the shadows rise and fall -
when pigs call Rosemary nods upon the grave
could`ve been saved
from the garden of the brave
she cries
Rest in peace