Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like she’s singin’ Whoo-whoo-whoo Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like she’s singin’ Whoo, baby, whoo, Said, whoo And the days go by Like a strand in the wind In the web that is my own I begin again Said to my friend baby, nothing else matters He was no more (He was no more) Than a baby then Well he seemed broked-hearted something within him But the moment that I first laid eyes on him All alone on the edge of seventeen …