She's got a smile that it seems to me, Reminds me of childhood memories, Where everything was as fresh as the blue in the sky. Now and then when I see her face, She takes me away to that special place, And if I stare too long, I'll probably break down and cry. Oh, sweet child of mine, Oh, sweet love of mine, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place, Where as a child I hide, Wait for the thunder and the rain, To quietly pass me by. She's got eyes of the blue earth's skies, As if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes, To see an ounce of pain. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sweet child of mine. Oh, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Where do we go? Where do we go now, sweet child of mine? Where do we go? Where do we go now, sweet child of mine? Where do we go? Where do we go now, sweet child of mine? Where do we go now? Oh, where do we go now? Where do we go? Where do we go now? Where do we go? Oh, but where do we go now, sweet child of mine?