There's a woman that you ought to know. And she's coming singing soft and low. Singing rock and roll she's a joy to know. 'Neath the shadow of a soothing hand. I am free there just to make my plans. Dream of faraway lands and I think close at hand. And she will follow me wide do you know. Familiar places she's been by that I know. Could it be she don't have to try. And tomorrow she's a friend of mine. And the sorrow I see her face is lined. She's no longer blind she's just hard to find