About the song
Ah, Edison Lighthouse. A name that might spark a flicker of recognition in those of us who spent our younger days glued to the radio, eagerly awaiting the latest chart-toppers. Though they may be a one-hit wonder in the eyes of many, their solitary smash hit, “Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes),” remains an undeniable earworm, a testament to the power of a simple, well-crafted pop song.
Released in 1970, this infectious track quickly climbed the charts, reaching the coveted number one spot in the UK and securing a respectable number five position in the US. It captured the hearts of listeners with its undeniable charm, a blend of catchy melodies, upbeat instrumentation, and lyrics that painted a vivid picture of youthful romance.
At its core, “Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)” is a love song, but not one steeped in melodrama or grand pronouncements. Instead, it offers a refreshingly down-to-earth portrayal of affection, celebrating the quirks and idiosyncrasies of a beloved. The lyrics tell the story of a young man smitten with a free-spirited woman, someone who might be considered unconventional by societal standards. “She ain’t got no money / Her clothes are kinda funny / Her hair is kinda wild and free,” he sings, but these perceived flaws only seem to amplify his adoration.
The song’s beauty lies in its simplicity. The melody is instantly memorable, with a sing-along chorus that burrows its way into your brain and refuses to let go. The arrangement is bright and breezy, featuring jangly guitars, a driving beat, and a touch of psychedelic flair that perfectly captures the spirit of the early 1970s.
But beyond its catchy hooks and infectious energy, “Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)” possesses a certain timeless quality. It speaks to the universal experience of falling head over heels for someone, of finding beauty in the unexpected, and of embracing individuality. It’s a song that transcends generations, reminding us that love can blossom in the most unexpected places.
So, whether you’re a longtime fan or a curious newcomer, let’s take a closer look at this pop gem and explore the magic that made “Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)” a timeless classic.
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Lyrics
She ain’t got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
She talks kinda lazy
And people say she’s crazy
And her life’s a mystery
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There’s something about her hand holding mine
It’s a feeling that’s fine
And I just gotta say, hey
She’s really got a magical spell
And it’s working so well
That I can’t get away
I’m a lucky fella
And I’ve just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There’s something about her hand holding mine
It’s a feeling that’s fine
And I just gotta say, hey
She’s really got a magical spell
And it’s working so well
That I can’t get away
I’m a lucky fella
And I’ve just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
It keeps growing every place she’s been (oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes)
And nobody knows like me
If you’ve met her, you’ll never forget her (love grows where my Rosemary goes)
And nobody knows like me
Better believe it when you’ve seen it (love grows where my Rosemary goes)
Nobody knows like me