Black 47 - Black Rose Lyrics
mr frankie diamond was my best friendwe were partners in a business down on c & 7thnothin' ever got this good brother downhe was a real live wire in an electric townfrankie started hangin' with an uptown girla harlem lady in the social whirlon saturday night he'd put on his best clothesand go out steppin' with his black rosenow frankie went upstate for a couple of yearsa guest of the nation and he was in tearshe called me up, he said "hey friend of minei got one favour to ask ya while i'm doin' my timeshe's the queen of new york cityshe bewitch all men soulshe the blood that flow right through meso don't be messin' with my black rosekeep your hands off my black rose"my black rosie, he don't own ya...while frankie was upstate, his harlem girlcontinued to spiral in her social whirlso i paged her from my gig on east 7thi said, "hey, babe, you doin' anythin' roundabout 11?"she said "uh-uh" in her uptown voiceso we met at beiruit for *****tails and icewhen she crossed that room in her tight red dressi wasn't thinkin' of frankie, I have to confessshe said "hey, best friend, let's go back to my placei need to fix my mascara and remodel my face"but it rained on the way back to her houseand when she closed the door she took off her blouseshe's the queen of new york cityshe bewitch all men soulnext thing i know i'm whisperin' sweet nothin'slyin' in bed with my black rosei'm makin' love to my black..my black rosie, he don't own yaso stay with me tonight...at nights i'd lie there and listen to her breathewith the sweat on my brow, how could she sleep?so deep, so sweet as calm as a rockwhile i pushed back the seconds oozing from the clock...now the letters i wrote frankie returned unreadthe word leaked out i'd be better off deadbut in the crimson dawn, black rose would unfoldand drain all the poison from my soul...drain me rosie...now i'm standin' up here on forty deuceanother terminal man waitin' for his bushere come frankie with his head all shavedis that a piece in his pocket, or is it a blade?now i'm lyin' face down in the terminal dirtwith a hole in my chest, but i don't feel no hurti don't wanna go to heaven, i been there beforejust spent two years in paradise with my black rose...she's the queen of New york cityshe bewitch all men soulwhen you go and find her bodybury me next to my black rosestill in love with my black roseshe's up in heaven now, my black roseyou won't be makin' love to my black...my black rosie, he don't own ya...so stay with me tonight, for the rest of your life...roisin dhubh me no can get over youa time is in me mind no matter what i doroisin dhubh me no can get over younow frankie comin' back and i know that i am throughmister frankie diamond tell me do the right thingwatch his girl while he away at sing singbut me and rosie, we have a little flingnow frankie comin' home, wicked trouble it will bring...wicked trouble it will bring...lord have mercy!
