F               C    F                 C
She don't like a man, That tells her to trust him

F          C                   G
She's been down that road, and through that land

F         C           F                C
She don't like to fly, she likes asking why

F                C                G
She likes wearing diamonds on her hands


Chorus

                 F                   C
And she's got me wrapped, 'round her finger

            F            C
and all the love I could bring her

          F          C           G
would not be half as much as she deserves

               F     C          F           C
and she's been on my mind almost all of the time

      F              C                  G
and I swear that she straightens out my curves

          F      G                   C
and I'm a lucky man, 'cause I've got her



And She drives me wild, with the faith of a child
and I don't know what it sometimes that she sees in me
and she been through so much, to have such a gentle touch,
and I know deep down inside she believes in me