Russian Red

When a woman loves a man all she does is shout
When a woman loves a man all she is, is loud
Oh won't she, oh won't she, oh won't she
Be braver and solid and stranger to me?
When a woman loves a man there's no lousy crowd
When a woman loves a man, well there's no hiding proud.
Oh won't she, oh won't she, oh won't she
Be braver and solid and stranger to me?
Are they going to die? Well we're going to die
Some day and so we'll be standing up and holding hands
Sweating and dancing in shinym purple, shiny fields
And so it is...
It ain't going to die 'cause I changed my mind.