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SISTER GOLDEN HAIR (Gerry Beckley) America Well I tried to make it Sunday But I got so damned depressed That I set my sights on Monday And I got myself undressed Uh I ain't ready for the altar But I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine. Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout you Sister golden, hair's a prize And I just can't live without you Can't you see it in my eyes Uh I been one poor correspondent And I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind. Will 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 sayin' I just can't make it. Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout you Sister Golden-haired surprise And 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 find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind. Will 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 sayin' I just can't make it. (Contributed by Doug Ready)

    


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