I don't know where they came from I wish I could take'em all away The mean old word that made you cry Tears rolled down your face You can find it in your pretty pretty heart To know that I'm hurting too I got so down, self-absorbed I forgot about you
Take her hand and tell her That you'll always be her friend Take her hand and tell her You never gon'leave her again You never gon'leave her again
I'd cut my hair and I'd quit my job If I knew it lightened up your eyes Maybe it don't matter what I do I always seem to make you cry So make up your mind if you won't be around I'll make up my mind too Until that time I'll be running wild Thinking about you
Take her hand and tell her That you'll always be her friend Take her hand and tell her You never gon'leave her again You never gon'leave her again
Pretty little Lady Magdalena Before [...] Ain't last night reminded me Reminded me of you Says: “Honey, if you don't treat me nice I'm bound to roll away It's a shame you can't treat your wife The same old simple way”
Take her hand and tell her That you'll always be her friend Take her hand and tell her You never gon'leave her again You never gon'leave her again You gonna be there 'till the end