Sister Golden Hair

Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn

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?

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 wop doo wop ...