She's got a smile it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I'd stare too long I'd probably break down and cry Oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, 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 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 Oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet love of mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet love of mine Oh, oh, oh, oh Sweet child o' mine Oh yeah yeah Oh oh sweet love of mine Where do we go? Where do we go now? Where do we go? Oh, oh Where do we go? (Where do we go now?) Oh where do we go now? (Where do we go?) Where do we go? (Sweet child) Oh where do we go now? Ay ay ay ay (where do we go now, where do we go) Oh where do we go now? Where do we go? Oh, where do we go now? Oh, where do we go? Oh where do we go now? Where do we go? Oh, where do we go now? No, no, no, no, no, no Sweet child Sweet child of mine
Only someone who really plays guitar and switches back and forth between electric and acoustic knows that solo isn't always easy, you're one slip from fudging up and hard to readjust. Her keeping her volume and tone set for the breaks and chorus and singing was and is a great feat.
