49 Bye-byes
49
reasons all in a line All
of them good ones all, of them lies Drifting.
with my lady we're, oldest of friends Need
a little work and there's fences to mend Steady.
girl be, my world Till.
the drifter come now, she's gone I.
let that man play his hand I,
let them go how, was I to know I'm?
down on my knees nobody, left to please Now.
it's over they, left in the spring Her.
and the drifter lookin', for beautiful things Steady.
girl be, my world Till.
the drifter come now, she's gone I.
let that man play his hand I,
let them go how, was I to know I'm?
down on my knees nobody, left to please