Brooke Waggoner. The Wrong. Zeneszám

Homespun and well brought up
Glassy-eyed and primed for the rough

You were the one I loved
You were the one I loved and adored
And I can't go wrong,
I won't be lost, I won't be labeled
I can't go wrong,
I won't be lost, I won't be labeled

I know you don't mind
I know you don't mind
I will not be labeled

I know you don't mind
I know you don't mind
I will not be labeled

A shy one you always were
Eccentric with a twinge of fur

But you were the one I loved
You were the one I loved and adored
And I can't go wrong,
I won't be lost, I won't be labeled
I can't go wrong,
I won't be lost, I won't be labeled

I know you don't mind
I know you don't mind
I will not be labeled

I know you don't mind
I know you don't mind
I will not be labeled

And it's you helpin' my fever go down
Lost

But I'm a man o' steel no more
A man o' steel no more
On the Oregon shores,
Brought to my core
A man o' steel no more