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Well I tried to make it sunday, but I got so **** depressed That I set my sights on monday and I got myself undressed I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes? I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes? Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Doo *** doo *** Written by Gerry Beckley • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 12:50 AM UTC
Sister Golden Hair by America
Well I tried to make it sunday, but I got so **** depressed That I set my sights on monday and I got myself undressed I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes? I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes? Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Doo *** doo *** Written by Gerry Beckley • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
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Jun 25, 2017 at 12:50 AM UTC
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