Oh, pretty woman Can't make you love me No matter what I do Sure's the rising sun Says all your cheap paint and powder Ain't gonna help you none 'Cause she's a pretty woman Right down to her bone So you might as well

Oh, pretty woman Can't make you love me No matter what I do Sure's the rising sun Says all your cheap paint and powder Ain't gonna help you none 'Cause she's a pretty woman Right down to her bone So you might as well

He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love He sent me searchin' , I said Lord up above I asked the wise man one sunny day Can you help me find my way You're so much

A flea shine shoeshine man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand waving Drives the gypsy woman mad She loves him anyway Has told him so a thousand times or more She

falling in love with you. Like a river flows, surely to the sea; darling so it goes, some things are meant to be. Take my hand; take my whole life, too. For I can't help, Wise man say