Well ain't this a pity my girl has left today; she ran off with another with all these bills to pay I must pay all my duties and sing my blues away, and I hope she's going crazy with the new choice that she's made
There've been dusty trails behind us but we paved those roads ourselves, how could you love another put our love upon the shelf?
I hope you'll come to realize what we had was true; while I'm setting on the front porch with the low down sorry blues
I was afraid I'd miss you but now I realize I've used up all my patience to wipe my teary eyes
And no more will I do it or will I
mourn again; I threw away the memories of a love that I can't
win
Bo Isaac, BMI (K and A Carriere
Publishing, BMI)