Blowing Wild
DIMITRI TIOMKINE
Maureen of mine
Set me free free from black gold
Our love never can be
Once we lived in a shack
Drilled for oil precious black gold
And this girl loved me black
Loved me more
More did black gold
I was caught in her web just like the spider captures the fly
And I knew what is more
I must leave leave her or die
Maureen of mine
Set me free
Free from black gold
Blowin' wild blowin' low