Текст песне : Paul McCartney. I Lost My Little Girl.
Well, I woke up late this morning
My head was in a whirl
Only then I realized
I lost my little girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, her clothes were not expensive
Her hair didn't always curl
I don't know why I love her
But I love my little girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, gather 'round people
Let me tell you the story
The very first song I wrote
Well, gather 'round people
Let me tell you the story
The very first song I wrote
I woke up late this morning
My head was in a whirl
Only then I realized
I lost my little girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I said
My head was in a whirl
Only then I realized
I lost my little girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, her clothes were not expensive
Her hair didn't always curl
I don't know why I love her
But I love my little girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, gather 'round people
Let me tell you the story
The very first song I wrote
Well, gather 'round people
Let me tell you the story
The very first song I wrote
I woke up late this morning
My head was in a whirl
Only then I realized
I lost my little girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I said
McCartney, Paul
McCartney, Paul
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