if you were a cowboy i would trail you,
if you were a piece of wood i’d nail you to the floor.
if you were a sailboat i would sail you to the shore.
if you were a river i would swim you,
if you were a house i would live in you all my days.
if you were a preacher i’d begin to change my ways.
sometimes i believe in fate,
but the chances we create,
always seem to ring more true.
you took a chance on loving me,
i took a chance on loving you.
if i was in jail i know you’d spring me,
if i was a telephone you’d ring me all day long.
if i was in pain i know you’d sing me soothing songs.
sometimes i believe in fate,
but the chances we create,
always seem to ring more true.
you took a chance on loving me,
i took a chance on loving you.
if i was hungry you would feed me,
if i was in darkness you would lead me to the light.
if i was a book i know you’d read me every night.
if you were a cowboy i would trail you,
if you were a piece of wood i’d nail you to the floor.
if you were sailboat i would sail you to the shore.
if you were sailboat i would sail you to the shore.
if you were sailboat i would sail you to the shore.
