Lyrics

GOLDEN BROWN
(Written by Hugh Cornwell, Jean-Jacques Burnel, Dave Greenfield, Jet Black)

Golden brown, texture like sun
Lays me down, with my might she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown with golden brown

Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown

Golden brown, finer temptress
Through the ages she's heading west
From far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown
With golden brown