paroles de chanson Sweet Mystery - Ralph McTell

One of these days I'm gonna do it right,
Take her out to dine by candle light.
All round suit, and give my shoes a shine,
And talk about nothing, over a glass or two of expensive wine
One of these days I'll do it right,
Get to her door and just say goodnight.
Even if she asks me to come in
I'll make myself say no so I can call again.

Oh Babe, I really, really like you.
There's nothing wrong with you.
Oh Babe, there's nothing that is wrong with me.
I just want to have you for my Sweet Mystery.
Sweet Mystery, Sweet Mystery,
Nothing wrong with you, nothing wrong with me.
Can't you see how groovy, well, it could be
If you'd agree to be my Sweet Mystery.

One of these days I'm gonna do it right,
I'm gonna send her some flowers, ask her out tonight.
Find a little place where maybe we could dance.
And build it up slow for the big romance.
One of these days I'm gonna get it right,
If I don't get stoned in the candle light.
Get to her door and scream out, "Now you let me in".
God, if she says yes, it'd be the same old thing.

Oh Babe, I really, really like you.
There's nothing wrong with you.
Oh Babe, there's nothing that is wrong with me.
I just want to have you for my Sweet Mystery.
Sweet Mystery, Sweet Mystery,
Nothing wrong with you, nothing wrong with me.
Can't you see how groovy, well, it could be
If you'd agree to be my Sweet Mystery.