Lyrics

I pick the flowers in your garden
Let the dogs out in the yard
Put the horses in the pasture
Let the white dove sail to your heart

We may not have the money
but darlin we've got the luck
They say when we've got each other
that sometimes thats good enough... for love

Honey its alright if you want to leave
Really I don't mind cause what you get is what you see

She likes to sit on the front porch
and flip threw her magazines
Folding back the pages
of somewhere she'd rather be

I am just a poor boy
and you could have so much more
A castle in the country
or a beach house on the shore

Honey its alright if you wanna leave
Really I don't mind cause what you get is what you see