(Van Morrison)



Little girl, little girl, little girl

You were on your way to school

Little girl, yes you were on your way to school

You went and broke

You went and broke your teacher's rule



I passed by your classroom

Just had to take a look

And I watched, looked

What you had writ' in your book

'Cause I love ya

And I don't care, what they say

I don't care what, what they say



I saw you from a window

Standing at the, the big oak tree

Stood and thought and wondered

How it used to be

Just-a you and me

In the golden sand

A-walkin', talkin', hand in hand

And I got you

Got you in my soul



In my

In my

In my

In my soul

In my soul



I need ya

An' I don't care what they say

Got you in my soul

14 years old

14 years

Oh baby

I got you

In my

In my

Oh in my soul, yeah

In my

In my soul

Yeah, hey hey

Oh, all right

I need you

Need you

Alright

Oh alright

Oh

Oh

Yeah



(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)