She left her father, been thirty years.
She drew some water, to dry his tears.
She said I'm sorry, I've been lonely. I need another ...
She crossed through deserts and rivers wide.
She walked through valleys and mountains high.
She crossed the seas, through storm and night
To find a lover ...
Love Betsy.
Somebody is going to love you some day.
She worked the night shift, to buy a dress.
She'd break her back. She'd look her best.
She'd sell her soul for tenderness.
But she's still waiting ...
Love Betsy.
Somebody is going to love you some day.
She drew some water, to dry his tears.
She said I'm sorry, I've been lonely. I need another ...
She crossed through deserts and rivers wide.
She walked through valleys and mountains high.
She crossed the seas, through storm and night
To find a lover ...
Love Betsy.
Somebody is going to love you some day.
She worked the night shift, to buy a dress.
She'd break her back. She'd look her best.
She'd sell her soul for tenderness.
But she's still waiting ...
Love Betsy.
Somebody is going to love you some day.