Momma says she doesn't want me hang'n around.
Whatever you do now, don't let momma know.
I slip out in the darkness, in the frosty moonlight,
Fly across the silver morning meadow.
Candle in the window,
Shadow on the shade,
I know my love lies waitin' inside.
Close the door now,
Have a taste of wine.
Lord it's been too long a time.
Oh, yes it has.
Way down in the passing love,
Feels so young and fine.
Wrap your love around me,
The wind is high.
Every minute passing, I want to hold you.
Every minute comes too long a time
Too long a time
Too long a time.
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