July You're A Woman - Pat Boone
I can't hold it on the road When you're sitting right beside me And I'm drunk out of my mind Merely from the fact That you are here And I have not been known As the Saint of San Joaquin And I'd just as soon right now Pull on over to the Side of the road to Prove I'm not so mean [Chorus:] La da da da da... July, you're a woman More than anyone I've ever known And I can't hold my eyes on The white line out before me When your hand is on my collar And you're talking in my ear Why, I once ran around with A gypsy girl named Shannon A daughter of the devil It is strange that I Should mention that to you I haven't thought of her for years [Chorus:] I can't hold it on the road When you're sitting right beside me And I'm drunk out of my mind Merely from the fact That you are here And I have not been known As the Saint of San Joaquin But I'd just as soon right now Pull on over to the Side of the road to Prove I'm not so mean [Chorus:] La da da da da...
Artist: Pat Boone
Title: July You're A Woman