Flower Child

Album cover art for "Flower Child" by David Ruffin

David Ruffin - R&B

Flower Child

3 Plays

Duration: 2:41

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Lyrics

[Intro] Well, well, well [Verse 1] I caught a passing cab To a part of town that was worn and drab I walked down the dingy stairs Ignoring the dirt that was lying there From a space beneath the door A light reflected on the floor I saw shadows of passing feet There was incense smelling sweet [Chorus] So long I hesitated I knocked and then I waited My thoughts were running wild Then I saw my flower child I did, I did, I did (Flower child) [Verse 2] Although her voice was still the same The years had truly made a change My angel in disguise Had long, dark hair and big black eyes And then flowers, bright and tall Splattered all over the wall I just couldn't believe my eyes "Was this the child?", I analysed [Chorus] Where, where, where did I go wrong To make her leave her home? I hid my shame with a smile When I saw my flower child Yes I did, I did (Flower child) [Bridge] Ooh, ooh Ooh When, when I saw my flower, flower, flower, flower child (Flower child, flower child) When I saw my flower child, yes I did (Flower child, flower child) [Verse 3] Well, well, well, well Before I left, she kissed my cheek (Kissed my cheek) There were no more words to speak (Words to speak) 'Cause at last I understood (Understood) And it did my heart some good (Heart some good) She said happiness was love Something she had plenty of Oh, I no longer felt the shame 'Cause my daughter made it plain [Chorus] Sad, sad 'cause I had to go I loved my baby so My trip was sure worthwhile At last, at last I saw my flower child (At last I saw my flower child) I did, I did, I did, I did (Flower child) [Outro] Sad 'cause I had to go I loved my daughter so When I, when I saw my flower child (When I saw my flower child) I did, I did, I did (Flower child) Honey, at last I understood And it did my heart a whole lot of good When I, when I, when I ...

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Writers
  • Johnny Bristol
  • Doris McNeil