Down a cobblestone alley in old Boston town
I walked as a young man through the rain falling down
I spied a young maiden, she beckoned to me
Said, "Come in from the rain and sit down, rest your road-weary feet"
I said, "Thank you, dear lady, it's true I am tired"
"In the course of a fortnight, I have walked many miles"
I asked her her name, and in a voice soft but clear
She answered, "My name it is Rose and you're most welcome here..."
Rose was a beauty such as i'd never seen
She had hair long and brown and her eyes sparkled green
In the time that it took her to fix me some tea
I knew I had fallen for Rose and her eyes sparkling green
I asked her, "Dear Rose, why no ring do I see?"
"Many offers to marry you must have received..."
"Please take no offense, but I've searched all my life"
"And, I'm sure that, dear Rosie, it's you who I want for my wife"
She said, "It is true, I have often been asked..."
"But, each time, I've been forced to decline"
"As with the others, I will give you your chance"
"To answer three questions of mine"
I asked her, "Dear Rose, tell me, what can they be?"
"These questions you speak of, please ask them to me"
"For you see, my dear lady, I surely must try"
"To give you the answers you seek and to make you my bride"
She said, "Tell me, young fellow, if a man is quite poor"
"How can he place piles of gold at my door?"
"How can a man capture the wind in the trees?"
"And, how can a poor man give the sparkle of diamonds to me?"
I said, "Rose, it is true, just a poor man I am"
"But, answer your questions, I believe that I can"
"I will plant you a garden with flowers so gold"
"When they bloom in the Springtime I'll place them in piles at your door"
"And, how can I capture the wind in the trees?"
"I will make you a chime, it will sing in the breeze"
"And, the sparkle of diamonds, you shall have it, most sure'
"For, three children we'll have and their eyes, love, will sparkle like yours"
She said, "My dear man, you have answered quite well"
"To marry you is my desire"
Now, I'm still a poor man, but my life's quite content
Living with Rose and our children and their sparkling eyes
Bob Frey is a longtime devotee to the art of writing and performing songs. His unique and memorable voice immediately
engages his audience, the perfect vehicle for his wry, intelligent lyrics. On each of these albums, Bob shows himself to be a versatile writer, his simple folk melodies forming a sound and solid base for his poetic observations and stories. He is the brother of author James Frey....more