Dec 2016
I tried my very best, to give you all I can
I was working in the lumber yard, trying to be a real man
The rain kept falling, not as fast as I fell for you
I told you tell me what you want of me, I’d do anything for you
You just smile while you stand there, in your pretty red dress
That ribbon ties your hair up real nice, I must confess
The thoughts I have of you in my head, aren’t those of a Christian man
But I may confess my sins, if you tell me we can
I will buy you a brand-new car, or at least that’s what I’ll tell you
I will build a house with my bare hands, I’m lying, can you tell
As long as I live on this green earth, I’ll never forget
The way you look, standing by the light beneath the rain clouds getting you wet
I went to church on Sunday, surely that means I’m good
I look down at my working hands, and dream of you … if only I could
I don’t think your daddy would like it much, if I took you out
I would lift you up over my boulder shoulders and we’d run into the woods as your daddy would shout
Drop you down gently, look around, I spend my life living like a convict, trying to figure out
What a girl like you, is doing looking at a guy like me
Maybe you’re a caged bird Maria, and maybe I’m your key?
I don’t have no money, look at where you’re from
I don’t have no running water, or a hook to hang my hat from
I ain’t washed my hair in ten whole day’s I bet that freaks you out
Then your hand ploughs through my hair, the lights go out
In the distance, I hear the screams, of your daddy’s house
In the distance, I hear my dreams, they’re getting closer now
The day’s sun hides out of sight and leave’s us to our peace
And there in the forest, amidst the trees
Your hand became lost in mine, your ribbon touched the earth
Your hair became as ***** as mine, off came my shirt
Then when I’d done those un Christian things, that I dare not speak of
I made a promise to you Maria, who’s skin is so, so soft
I’ll try my very best, to give you all I can
I’ll be working in the lumber yard, trying to be a real man
The rain may keep on falling, never as fast as I fell for you
I told you tell me what you want of me, I’d do anything for you
I was working in the lumber yard, trying to be a real man
The rain kept falling, not as fast as I fell for you
I told you tell me what you want of me, I’d do anything for you
You just smile while you stand there, in your pretty red dress
That ribbon ties your hair up real nice, I must confess
The thoughts I have of you in my head, aren’t those of a Christian man
But I may confess my sins, if you tell me we can
I will buy you a brand-new car, or at least that’s what I’ll tell you
I will build a house with my bare hands, I’m lying, can you tell
As long as I live on this green earth, I’ll never forget
The way you look, standing by the light beneath the rain clouds getting you wet
I went to church on Sunday, surely that means I’m good
I look down at my working hands, and dream of you … if only I could
I don’t think your daddy would like it much, if I took you out
I would lift you up over my boulder shoulders and we’d run into the woods as your daddy would shout
Drop you down gently, look around, I spend my life living like a convict, trying to figure out
What a girl like you, is doing looking at a guy like me
Maybe you’re a caged bird Maria, and maybe I’m your key?
I don’t have no money, look at where you’re from
I don’t have no running water, or a hook to hang my hat from
I ain’t washed my hair in ten whole day’s I bet that freaks you out
Then your hand ploughs through my hair, the lights go out
In the distance, I hear the screams, of your daddy’s house
In the distance, I hear my dreams, they’re getting closer now
The day’s sun hides out of sight and leave’s us to our peace
And there in the forest, amidst the trees
Your hand became lost in mine, your ribbon touched the earth
Your hair became as ***** as mine, off came my shirt
Then when I’d done those un Christian things, that I dare not speak of
I made a promise to you Maria, who’s skin is so, so soft
I’ll try my very best, to give you all I can
I’ll be working in the lumber yard, trying to be a real man
The rain may keep on falling, never as fast as I fell for you
I told you tell me what you want of me, I’d do anything for you
