If you were a cowboy, I would trail you If you were a piece of wood, I’d nail you to the floor If you were a sailboat, I would sail you to the shore If you were a river, I would swim you If you were a house, I would live in you all my days If you were a preacher, I’d begin to change my ways
Sometimes I believe in fate but the chances we create always seem to ring more true you took a chance on loving me I took a chance on loving you
If I was in jail I know you’d spring me If I were a telephone you’d ring me all day long If I was in pain I know you’d sing me soothing songs
Sometimes I believe in fate but the chances we create always seem to ring more true you took a chance on loving me I took a chance on loving you
If I was hungry you would feed me if I was in darkness you would lead me to the light If I was a book I know you’d read me every night
If you were a cowboy I would trail you If you were a piece of wood I’d nail you to the floor If you were a sailboat I would sail you to the shore If you were a sailboat I would sail you to the shore