Rosie, Rosie
Marianne Faithfull · Decca Years 1965-1967 [2007]
Rosy, won't you please come home,
Mama don't know where you've been.
Rosy won't you please come home,
Your room's clean and no one's in it.
Oh, my rosy, how I miss you,
You are all the world to me.
Take a look and see if you like it,
If you like it, please, come back.
Rosy, won't you please come home,
Since you joined the upper classes
You don't know us anymore,
Live and let your trouble pass.
Rosy, rosy, where are you, tell me,
If you don't want to come back.
I will sacrifice all I have
To have a happy home once more.
Rosy, won't you please come home,
Two long years have passed away.
Since you tried to change your life
Christmas wasn't quite the same.
Rosy, rosy, got any answers ?
You are miles across the sea
And I'll bake a cake if you tell me
You are on the first plane home.
Rosy, won't you please come home,
Mama don't know where you've been.
Rosy won't you please come home,
Your room's clean and no one's in it.
Oh, my rosy, how I miss you,
You are all the world to me.
Take a look and see if you like it,
If you like it, please, come home.
Rosy.
Rosie, Rosie
Marianne Faithfull's "Rosie, Rosie" stands as a haunting centerpiece on her 2007 compilation, capturing the raw vulnerability of her mid-1960s era. Recorded during a period when she transitioned from pop sensibilities to a more introspective, folk-influenced style, the track exemplifies her ability to convey deep personal turmoil through minimalistic arrangements. The song reflects the emotional turbulence of her youth, utilizing a sparse production that emphasizes her distinctive vocal delivery and the melancholic atmosphere characteristic of her early work. As part of her broader discography from that time, the recording serves as a poignant reminder of her evolution as an artist, blending pop structures with the lyrical depth that would define her later career.