Linda

Linda, it's a sin to worry me like you do
I'm needing you
Linda, won't you tell me how I stand? (How I stand)

Linda, I'll begin to wonder if someone new
Is trying to
Hinder, all the happiness we've planned

The church up on the hill
Can't hardly wait until
That ding-dong wedding bell
Starts to tell
With each chime
That you're mine

Linda, I have been to see the parson today
What do you say?
Linda, please make up your mind