| Oh, girl I’ve known you very well
|
| I’ve seen you growing everyday
|
| I never really looked before
|
| But now you take my breath away.
|
| Suddenly you’re in my life
|
| Part of everything I do
|
| You got me working day and night
|
| Just trying to keep a hold on you.
|
| Here in your arms I found my paradise
|
| My only chance for happiness
|
| And if I lose you now I think I would die.
|
| Oh say you’ll always be my baby
|
| We can make it shine, we can take forever
|
| Just a minute at a time.
|
| More than a woman, more than a woman to me
|
| More than a woman, more than a woman to me
|
| More than a woman, oh, oh, oh.
|
| There are stories old and true
|
| Of people so in love like you and me
|
| And I can see myself
|
| Let history repeat itself.
|
| Reflecting how I feel for you
|
| Thinking about those people then
|
| I know that in a thousand years
|
| I’d fall in love with you again.
|
| This is the only way that we should fly
|
| This is the only way to go
|
| And if I lose you I know I would die.
|
| Oh say you’ll always be my baby
|
| We can make it shine, we can take forever
|
| Just a minute at a time.
|
| More than a woman, more than a woman to me
|
| More than a woman, more than a woman to me
|
| More than a woman, oh, oh, oh.
|
| New York mining disaster 1941
|
| In the event of something happening to me,
|
| There is something I would like you all to see.
|
| It’s just a photograph of someone that I new.
|
| Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
|
| Do you know what it’s like on the outside?
|
| Don’t go talking too loud, you’ll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.
|
| I keep straining my ears to hear a sound.
|
| Maybe someone is digging underground,
|
| Or have they given up and all gone home to bed,
|
| Thinking those who once existed must be dead.
|
| Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
|
| Do you know what it’s like on the outside?
|
| Don’t go talking too loud, you’ll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.
|
| In the event of something happening to me,
|
| There is something I would like you all to see.
|
| It’s just a photograph of someone that I knew.
|
| Hvae you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?
|
| Do you know what it’s like on the outside?
|
| Don’t go talking too loud, you’ll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones.
|
| --hymie |