Texty: Kenny Rogers. Poem For My Little Lady.

She's young and soft and kind
And she deserves a whole lot better
Than a guitar picking drifter
Who never gave a damn

And if loving me is all she ever wants
So I'm gonna let her
And I'll try to be the kind of man
She thinks I am

She makes those little kitten sounds
And trembles when I love her
She makes me feel so bad
And strong in me

She whispers how she can not wait
To be my baby's mother
She's the only glimpse of God
I've ever seen

Her mama should have warned her
Never take up with a poet
For poets travel rocky roads
In search of truth and life

I'm the only blemish on her virgin soul
But she don't know it
And I thank the Lord she's lying gentle
By my side tonight