(Words & music by Frazier - Owens). How many girls choose cotton dress worlds. When they could have satins and lace. And stand by her man, never once letting shade touch her face.
I'd beg and steal if I could feel a touch of yesterday. Oh what I'd give if I could live a touch of yesterday. The rain's been falling since he's been gone it's gonna rain until he come back home.
Out of all the hearts you've known and could have chosen. The blessings of your love surrounded me. For me the door of love had long been closing. If not for you I'd still be searching for my dreams.