Sangtekster for Roger Whittaker: Old Mother Nature’s Garden

Old Mother Nature’s Garden


She's cold as ice, she's hard as hell
Oh my Yvonne can play with my emotions well
She's cold as ice, she's hard as hell
She leaves me panting like a thirsty dog,
As dead as any love
A butterfly that's stings just like a bee
She's flying free, in old mother nature's garden

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

She's hard as hell, she's cold as ice
She looks just like an angle, send from paradise
She keep's me out, she let's me in
My mind is spinning like racing top,
A top that will not stop
She know's just what she does to me
She's flying free, in old mother nature's garden

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

She's cold as ice, she's hard as hell
I know, she know's just how I love her,
I can tell
She slowing down and I feel good
And soon I hold her in my loving hand,
Just as I always planed
Yvonne will soon belong to me
Not running free, in old mother nature's garden

La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

She'll be with me,
In old mother nature's garden







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