And I love her so
I wouldn't trade her for gold
I'm walking on moonbeams
I was born with a silve spoon
Hell, I'm gonna be me
I'm gonna be free
I'm walking on moonbemas
And staring out to sea
And if a door be closed
Then a row of homes start building
And tear your curtains down
For sunlight is like gold
Hell, you better be you
Do what you can do
I'm walking on moonbemas
And staring out to sea
'Cause if you skin was soil
How long do you think before
they'd start digging
And if you life was gold
How long do you think you'd stay
living
And I love her so
I wouldn't trade her for gold.
