Origineel
She kept the light open, all night long
For me to come home, and sing her my song
Oh Debbie Denise was true to me
She’d wait by the window, so patiently
And I’d come on home with my hair hanging down
She’d pin it up, and softly smile
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I never realized, she was so undone
I didn’t suspect she had no life of her own
She was so true but she was a she
She was just there I would just come
Stumbling in she’d show me she’d care
I didn’t care cause she was just there
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I wouldn’t come home for weeks at a time
She wouldn’t accept that she was free
Oh Debbie Denise was true to me
She’d wait by the window so bitterly
Wanting me to come close, I guess I noticed
I couldn’t see, so what could I say
That more affection could I show her
I had only one thing on my mind
When I come to her, she’d pin back my hair
And out past the fields out the window I’d stare
Where I was out rolling with my band
I was out rolling with my band
Vertaling
Ze hield het licht open, de hele nacht lang
Voor mij om thuis te komen, en voor haar mijn lied te zingen
Oh Debbie Denise was trouw aan mij
Ze wachtte bij het raam, zo geduldig
And I’d come on home with my hair hanging down
Ze spelde het op, en glimlachte zachtjes
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
I never realized, she was so undone
Ik vermoedde niet dat ze geen eigen leven had
Ze was zo waar, maar ze was een zij
She was just there I would just come
Strompelend kwam ze binnen en liet me zien dat ze om me gaf
Het kon me niet schelen want ze was er gewoon
But I was out rolling with my band
And I was out rolling with my band
Ik kwam weken achter elkaar niet thuis
She wouldn’t accept that she was free
Oh Debbie Denise was trouw aan mij
Ze wachtte zo bitter bij het raam
Ze wilde dat ik dichterbij kwam, ik denk dat ik het merkte
Ik kon het niet zien, dus wat kon ik zeggen
Dat ik haar meer genegenheid kon tonen
Ik had maar een ding in mijn gedachten
Als ik bij haar kwam, zou ze m’n haar vastspelden
En langs de velden uit het raam staarde ik
Where I was out rolling with my band
I was out rolling with my band