Allan Taylor - The ladies are the loving kind

There's a house on the ^Doutside of ^Gtown Where the ^Cladies they dress so ^Gfine We ^Cstopped there on our way, but I ^Ghad no means to pay 'Cause the ladies are the ^Dloving ^Gkind ^{D G}

My comrades they ^Dall went in^Gside And the ^Cladies they soon com^Gplied I ^Clay down alone to ^Gwait for the dawn The ground it was ^Dcold and ^Ghard ^{D G}

It was late when she ^Dcame to ^Gme As I ^Clay there in mise^Gry She ^Ctook me to her room and she ^Gmade me feel so warm Lady, you're a ^Dsweet memo^Gry ^{D G}

'Cause tomorrow I ^Dride to the ^Gwar Where ^Cmany have gone be^Gfore My ^Cbrothers have gone and ^GI must follow on God knows what we're ^Dfighting ^Gfor ^{D G}

Keep the lamp in your ^Dwindow burning ^Gbright And I'll ^Cwatch it till we ride out of ^Gsight And ^Cif I lose the track, when I'm ^Gtrying to make it back I'll be guided by your ^Dloving ^Glight

'Cause who's to say if it's ^Dright or if it's ^Gwrong When a ^Clady is the loving ^Gkind It don't ^Cmatter much to me, what you ^Gare or used to be 'Cause lady you lay ^Dsweet on my ^Gmind

There's a house on the ^Doutside of ^Gtown Where the ^Cladies they dress so ^Gfine We ^Cstopped there on our way, but I ^Ghad no means to pay 'Cause the ladies are the ^Dloving ^Gkind