The Ladies Are The Loving Kind

Allan Taylor · Out Of Time [1991]

There's a house on the outside of town

Where the ladies they dress so fine

We stopped there on our way but I had no means to pay

'Cause the ladies are the loving kind



My comrades they all went inside

And the ladies they soon complied

I lay down alone to wait for the dawn

The ground it was cold and hard



It was late when she came to me

As I lay there in misery

She took me to her room and she made me feel so warm

Lady, you're a sweet memory



'Cause tomorrow I ride to the war

Where many have gone before

My brothers have gone and I must follow on

God knows what we're fighting for



Keep the lamp in your window burning bright

And I'll watch it till we ride out of sight

And if I lose the track when I'm trying to make it back

I'll be guided by your loving light



'Cause who's to say if it's right or if it's wrong

When a lady is the loving kind

It don't matter much to me what you are or used to be

'Cause lady you lay sweet on my mind



There's a house on the outside of town

Where the ladies they dress so fine

We stopped there on our way but I had no means to pay

'Cause the ladies are the loving kind