She's Mine

Some ladies are foolish
Some ladies are gay
Some ladies are comely
Some live while they mayMy lady's a wild flying dove
My lady is wine
She whispers each evening
She's mine, mine, mineShe likes pretty pictures
She loves singing birds
She'll watch them for hours
But I see only herMy lady's a wild flying dove
My lady is wine
She whispers each evening
She's mine, mine, mineShe tells me she's learning
How full her cup can be
She asks me to help her
But I know, she's teaching meMy lady's a wild flying dove
My lady is wine
She whispers each evening
She's mine, mine, mineMy lady's a wild flying dove
My lady is wine
She whispers each evening
She's mine, mine, mine