Song | True |
Artist | Rival Sons |
Album | Head Down |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
When I built this bed | |
I did it with my own two hands | |
For I knew that one day | |
You would come along | |
And make us no longer alone | |
My own true love | |
When I come in from the fields | |
You’ll wash my body and sit next to me | |
We will have two children | |
They will call you mama | |
My own true love | |
We will lift our voices | |
We will pray together | |
My own true love | |
My own true love |
When I built this bed | |
I did it with my own two hands | |
For I knew that one day | |
You would come along | |
And make us no longer alone | |
My own true love | |
When I come in from the fields | |
You' ll wash my body and sit next to me | |
We will have two children | |
They will call you mama | |
My own true love | |
We will lift our voices | |
We will pray together | |
My own true love | |
My own true love |
When I built this bed | |
I did it with my own two hands | |
For I knew that one day | |
You would come along | |
And make us no longer alone | |
My own true love | |
When I come in from the fields | |
You' ll wash my body and sit next to me | |
We will have two children | |
They will call you mama | |
My own true love | |
We will lift our voices | |
We will pray together | |
My own true love | |
My own true love |