Paul Mccartney

Well, flying across the desert in a TWA,
I saw a woman walking in the sand.
She'd be walking thirty miles en route
to Bombay to meet a brown eyed handsome man,
her destination was a brown eyed handsome man.
Way back in history three thousand years,
in fact ever since the world began,
there's been a whole lotta good
women shedding tears over a brown eyed handsome man,
a lot of trouble was a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, the Milo de Venus was a beautiful lass,
she had the world in the palm of her hand
she lost both her arms in a wrestling
match to win a brown eyed handsome man,
she fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a beautiful daughter couldn't
make up her mind between a doctor and a lawyer man.
Her mother told her daughter go out
and find yourself a brown eyed handsome man,
just like your daddy was, a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a two, three the count with nobody
home he hit a high flyer into the stand.
A rounded third he was a-heading for home,
it was a brown eyed handsome man that won the game,
It was a brown eyed handsome man.
It was a brown eyed handsome man.