A Poem for My Little - Kenny Rogers, The First Edition

She’s young and soft and kind

And she deserves a whole lot better

Than a guitar picking drifter

Who never gave a damn

And if loving me is all

She ever wants some gonna let her

And I’ve tried to be kind of man

She thinks I am

She makes those little kitten sounds

And (that) trembles when I love her

She makes me feel so bad and strong in me

She whispers how she can not wait

To be my baby’s mother

She’s the only glimpse of God

I’ve ever seen

Her mama sure had warned her

Never take out with a poet

For poets travel rocky roads

In search of truth and life

I’m the only blemish on

Her virgin soul but she don’t know it

And I thank the Lord she’s lying gentle

By my side tonight

La-la-la-la-la-la-la

I thank god she’s lying gentle, by my side tonight