Rita Coolidge - The Lady's Not for Sale lyrics

She longed to be a lady when she was just a child But where the gra** was greener She done her going wild And she tried to spread her tender wings But never left the ground So she turned to the breeze At sweet sixteen And woke up coming down But she tries in her way climbing high And she dies each time she fails So give her a home Or leave her alone The lady's not for sale She ain't ashamed to show her soul She'll sell it for a song But free don't mean she's easy Or right for going wrong Oh so let her be the Lady, Lord She wants so bad to be And let her win The gentleman She was born to please But she tries in her way climbing high And she dies each time she fails So give her a home Or leave her alone The lady's not for sale Oh so give her a home Or just leave her alone You know the lady is not for sale