words by Ken Hensley

Falling keep on falling
Keep on falling love

Now I don't mind
All [bad word] around
Seems I've been doing it
Most of my life
My music's been kind
But some days I find
It brings me two kinds of trouble
And three kinds of strife

Falling keep on falling
Keep on falling love

So don't try [bad word] it
'Cause I just want to
Share it with some people
I like to call friends
There ain't nothing bad and
No need to feel sad
And there's certainly no need
To make amends

It won't do you no harm and
There's no cause for alarm
I won't be praying for
Help from above
If the only thing
Wrong with rock and roll
Is that I keep on falling in love

Falling keep on falling
Keep on falling love

It won't do you no harm and
There's no cause for alarm
I won't be praying for
Help from above
If the only thing
Wrong with rock and roll
Is that I keep on falling in love

Falling keep on falling
Keep on falling love

If the only thing
Wrong with rock and roll
Is that I keep on falling in love

Falling keep on falling
Keep on falling love