Testo di 'Sweet Spirit (A Ballad)' di Sons of Provo

She, doesn't turn your head when she walks down the hall.
She, may not be the slender beauty fair and tall.
She, has some acne scars that populate her skin.
But she has beauty emanating deeply from within.

Ooo, sweet spirit, you're so.... nice.
You may not appear it, but your soul's a pearl of great price.
You're such a good person, sincere and true.
You just keep rehearsin'
And one day you might say: "i do." (that would be so nice for you)

She, loves cooking for the new guy in the ward.
She, makes brownies but her efforts are ignored.
She says: "i don't know, i guess the new guy's just sick of me."
She's only getting married if they bring back polygamy.

She magnifies her calling like the hubble telescope.
She's blessed so many lives, ya know, you'd think she was the pope.

She, when you need a pal, a friend, she never fails.
She, when it comes to giving hugs she tips the scales.
Whoa, she, though she's nerdy and you may not want to hear it,
We all should be more like her
That sweet, sweet spirit.

Ooo, sweet spirit, you're so.... nice.
You may not appear it, but your soul's a pearl of great price.
You're such a good person, sincere and true.
You'll never hear her cursin'
You're such a special person,
I hope your looks don't worsen,
Or you'll never say: "i do."