to be my lady Time I'm sure will bring Disappointments in so many things It seems to be the way When your gambling cards on love you play I'd rather
Teardrops rusting on a steel bar Harmonica blues Heartblood thick enough for pine tar I've got a hole in my delta shoes Grown men wither and they dry
When I had you I treated you bad and wrong my dear Girl since since you been gone Don't you know I sit around With my head hanging down And I wonder
Kissing like a bandit Stealing time Underneath a sycamore tree Cupid by the hour sends Valentines To my sweet lover and me Slowly But surely Your appetite