(Coverdale/Lord/Marsden/Moody/Murray/Paice). . I ain't an educated man. As all you Fleet Street preachers know,. It's just the simple things in life. Get my motor running, ready to go.
When I saw you in the Garden. Sweet lilac in your hair,. The sunlight seemed to surround you. And bless the morning air.. I wondered what your name was.
(Coverdale/Moody/Marsden). . I need a woman to treat me good. And give me everything a good woman should. Everyday and every night. She'd be waiting on her brown-eyed boy.
Oh, you told me you were burned by holy water,. And the priest forgot the words. He was trying to say.. It seems your best friend. Is your own reflection,.
(Coverdale/Marsden/Moody). . I've never had a home sweet home life. An' I don't want a nine to five,. So many women I know. Think they can tie me down,.