Don't want no fancy house,
Don't want no fancy car,
Don't want no fancy woman,
Don't want to be a star.
Never wanted money,
Just what I could earn,
Never asked to understand,
More than I can learn.
I'm a man so full of goodness,
Always done my best,
Can't say how I became,
Such a goddamn mess.
One time I had a woman,
Said her love was real,
I never could believe her,
Cause I don’t know how that feels.
Did my best to keep her,
But my woman didn't stay,
Said she couldn't be,
With a man who felt that way.
I told her
I'm a man so full of goodness,
Always done my best,
Can't say how I became,
Such a goddamn mess.
One time I had a child,
Sweet as sweet can be,
My woman took my child,
So far away from me.
Can't cut a hole in water,
Tears are always wet,
One more thing you can rely on,
Is what you can't forget,
I'm a man so full of goodness,
Always done my best,
Can't say how I became,
Such a goddamn mess.
3 comments:
Fantastic! You was born to sing the blues, my friend!
I’m humbled. The greatest compliment I think you’ve ever paid me.
I said it and I meant it (whatever it means to mean something) ...
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