She may not be the best lookin' woman, yea, I ever did see Nor have the charms of the ladies of high society But the woman's got soul Worth all money and gold And all the love that I hold belongs To the woman with soul ♪ Now I'm just a regular fellow And I don't need much I don't need no Cadillac car Or diamonds and such But the woman that I hold She's got to have soul And then I'm richer than the richest gold 'Cause my woman's got soul Well, I don't need a woman That's got a whole lotta class Because class in a woman Don't mean she's gonna last I need the kind of woman That when I hold her real tight She puts her arm around me Then I give in without a fight Then I know That my woman's got soul Worth all money and gold And then I'm richer than the richest gold When my woman's got soul Herein, my woman's got soul Oh, yes, oh my baby's got soul Hmm, baby woman got soul She got soul, she ain't used yet Oh yea, my baby got soul