sweet child o mine lyrics

Sweet child o' mine Woa oh oh oh Sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain But her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder and the rain To quietly pass me by, aye Woa ohh ohh Sweet child of mine Ooh woa ... pola gacor sweet bonanza modal receh