While a walking down a street in Denver I passed by a little dress shop A sign on the door read Melinda's And I asked myself if I should stop
For I knew a girl named Melinda When I lived here years ago And I wondered if by chance it could be The Melinda I used to know
So I peeked in through the window And there to my surprise I saw my darling Melinda And a tear came to my eyes
For she looked lovely as always As I watched her standing there Her face was like an angel's With a halo of golden hair
Melinda, Melinda with the golden hair Oh, how I miss Melinda (Melinda)
Then I slowly remembered How she suffered the shame Of being left with a baby And me never changing her name
So I ran in and called out Melinda So ashamed I hung down my head But the young girl said sir I'm sorry But you see my mother is dead
Melinda, Melinda with the golden hair Oh, how I miss Melinda Oh, how I miss MelindaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.