Writer(s): Sonny Bono
They say we're young and we don't know,
we won't find out until we grow.
Well, I don't know if all that's true,
'cause you got me, and baby, I got you.
Babe,
I got you, babe.
I got you, babe.
They say our love won't pay the rent,
before it's earned, our money's all been spent.
I guess that's so, we don't have a lot,
but at least I'm sure of all the things we've got.
Babe,
I got you, babe.
I got you, babe.
I got flowers in the spring,
I got you to wear my ring.
And when I'm sad, you're a clown,
and if I get scared, you're always around.
So, let them say your hair's too long,
'cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong.
Then put your little hand in mine,
there aingt no hill or mountain we can't climb.
Babe,
I got you, babe.
I got you, babe.
I got you to hold my hand,
I got you to understand.
I got you to walk with me,
I got you to talk with me.
I got you to kiss goodnight,
I got you to hold me tight.
I got you, I won't let go,
I got you to love me so.
I got you, babe.
