Woman's Got Soul

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