WOODEN HEART – (Elvis Presley)
* Can’t you see I love you?
That’s not hard to do
‘Cause I don’t have a wooden heart
And if you say goodbye
Then I know that I would
cry
Maybe I would die
‘Cause I don’t a wooden
heart
there’s no strings upon
this love of mine
it was always you from the
start
treat me nice, treat me good
treat me like you really should
‘Cause I’m not made of wood
And I don’t have a wooden
heart
(Repeat *)