The French Girl

[Verse 1]
Three silver rings on slim hands waiting
Flash bright in candlelight 'til some day's early morn
We found a room that rainy morning
She took my hand through winding roads and led me home

[Verse 2]
Some red French wine when later waking
In her warm hideaway, she smiled and combed her hair
We talked of all, we talked of nothing
I left with promises to meet, she told me where

[Bridge]
She laughed each time I asked her name
Made promises to meet again
But her friends down at thе French café
Had no English words for me

[Verse 3]
So you may find above thе border
A girl with silver rings, I never knew her name
You're bound to lose, she's too much for you
She'll leave you lost some rainy morn, you won't be the same

[Outro]
You won't be the same