Sister Golden Hair — текст песни (America)

Well I tried to make it Sunday
but I got so damned 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`ve been one poor correspondent
I`ve 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