[Verse 1]
Down in some border town
When I was down in my luck
I chased The Swallow south to Mexico
And she changed before my eyes
She dimmed the lights and she pulled the plug
I don't know, but I've been told
[Chorus]
That she walks, walks on the water
She takes love on a Saturday night
And I know she's sorrow's daughter
Would it be wrong, if the feeling is right
[Verse 2]
Just about a year before
When I got down on my knees
I took a vow to never love again
My brain, it whispers "no!"
But my body is begging please, please
I don't know, but I'vе been told
[Chorus]
That she walks, walks on the water
Shе takes love on a Saturday night
And I know she's sorrow's daughter
Would it be wrong, if the feeling is right
[Bridge]
Oh, that cruel November moon
And the mandolins, they play their tune
A haunting melody
[Verse 3]
Moonlight through her fiery hair
And indecision through my brain
Oh, the midnight magic steals my breath away
My crazy words got lost
She laughs and she flies away
I don't know, but I've been told
[Chorus]
That she walks, walks on the water
She takes love on a Saturday night
And I know she's sorrow's daughter
Would it be wrong, if the feeling is right
Well she walks, walks on the water
She takes love on a Saturday night
And I know she's sorrow's daughter
Would it be wrong, if the feeling is right
[Outro]
Walks on the water on a Saturday night
She's sorrow's daughter
Would it be wrong, if the feeling is right
She walks, walks on the water
She takes love on a Saturday night
And I know she's sorrow's daughter...
The Swallow was written by Michael Dinner.
The Swallow was produced by Keith Olsen.