I think about my baby,
a perfect little lady
I think about her shiny golden hair
I've never been a dreamer,
but every time I see her
I start to float away into the air
Oh-oh, my little lady
You can make the sun and moon begin to shine
And if you could have your way
Everything would be fine
It's no wonder for as long as I may live
I will give all the love
I am able to give

I wake up in the morning,
without a single morning
Before I finish yarning, she is there
I think about my baby,
a perfect little lady
I think about her shiny golden hair
Oh-oh, my little lady
You can make the sun and moon begin to shine
And if you could have your way
Everything would be fine
It's no wonder for as long as I may live
I will give all the love
I am able to give

La-la-la...