Tuesday, July 11, 2017

this one is a rerun

a woman face was all it took
to launch this bold crusade

up till then i did my job
i thought i had it made

then i www her standing there
my heart went all a'flutter

but all i got was empty arms
next i found the gutter

self-pity took me to its breast
i fed with such delight

it seemed to me that i'd been wronged
this brought me some respite

in time i learned and now i'm free
or maybe on parole

those want things sure do drag you down
they always hurt the soul

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