Golden brown
texture like sun
Lays me down
with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
no need to fight
Never a frown
with golden brown.
Ev`ry time
just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
takes both my hands
Never a frown
with golden brown.
Golden brown
finer temptress
Through the age she`s heading west.
From far away
stays for a day
Never a frown
with golden brown.
Never a frown with golden brown
Never a frown with golden brown
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