America - Sister Golden Hair

Well, I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressedThat I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressedI ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's timesWhen a woman sure can be a friend of mineWell, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surpriseAnd I just can't live without youCan't you see it in my eyes?I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to findBut it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mindWill you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?Well, I tried to fake it, I don't mind saying, I just can't make itWell, I keep on thinking 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surpriseAnd I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes?Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to findBut it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mindWill you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?Well, I tried to fake it, I don't mind saying, I just can't make itDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wopDoo wop doo wop, doo wop doo wop