Jonathan Richman I Must Be King
I easy laugh, I easy cry
I soft inside, she partly why
I used to yearn, and now I sing
Since she's my queen,
well that makes me king
And she and I are like brother and sister,
I get to be her companion
And share her secrets,
They put us side by side to live
To live
These days of joy, I stand and weep
cause I'm so grateful to watch her smile when she's
asleep
Since we're like birdies, oh this must be spring
And since she's my queen,
Well I must be king
And she and I are like brother and sister,
I get to be her companion
And share her secrets,
They put us side by side to live
To live.
These days of joy, I stand and weep
I sometimes get grateful when I watch her smile when
she's asleep
Since we're like birdies, well this must be spring
And since she's my queen, Since she's my queen
Since she's my queen, since she's the one
I must be, well I must be king.
