Gary Moore Merry-go-round
(P.A. Greenbaum)
When I first met you baby,
I didn't even know your name.
When I first met you baby,
I didn't even know your name.
Oh, I was feelin' low on the ground.
Bad luck and evil women were to blame.
I never realized
how sweet and kind one woman can be.
I never realized, people,
how sweet and kind a woman can be.
Oh, but when I looked in your eyes,
I knew true love had come to me.
Yeah.
Take my hand,
hold it tight and don't let go.
Take my hand, take my hand,
hold it tight and don't let go.
'Cause our love is like a merry-go-round,
forever and ever round it goes.
