And I love her so.
I wouldn't trade her for gold.
I'm walkin' on moonbeams.
I was born with a silver spoon.

Hell I'm gonna be me,
I'm gonna be free.
I'm walkin' on moonbeams
And starin' out to sea.

And if a door be closed,
Then a row of homes start buildin'.
And tear your curtains down,
For sunlight is like gold.

Hell you better be you
And do what you can do
When you're walkin' on moonbeams
And starin' out to sea.

'Cause if your skin was soil,
How long do you think before they'd start diggin'?
And if your life was gold,
How long do you think you'd stay livin'?

And I love her so.
I wouldn't trade her for gold.