(Chris Farren/Gary Burr) I wrote it down when I was only A young boy of seventeen, a long list of what true love means Now I'm here on the wrong side of lonely 'Cause I never really knew what really matters to me She don't have to be rich She don't have to be wild She don't have to be seen in the latest style I don't care if she's tough, of just a little bit shy Either one will be fine She just has to be mine How could I been so foolish? Right there in black and white, my future Mrs. Right Hey, I barely scratched the surface But that's not what I'm looking for anymore She don't have to be rich She don't have to be wild She don't have to be seen in the latest style I don't care if she's tough, of just a little bit shy Either one will be fine She just has to be mine It took a while to see All that she has to be Someone who faithfully Just stays in love with me She don't have to be rich She don't have to be wild She don't have to be seen in the latest style I don't care if she's tough, of just a little bit shy Either one will be fine She just has to be mine She don't have to be rich She don't have to be wild She don't have to be strong, she just has to be mine She don't have to be hip, or drink the finest wine She don't have to be tough, she just has to be mine