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 plot
At least I'm sure of all the things we 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 ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb
Babe
I got you, babe
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand, eh
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand