I write while I smoke this cigarette
A note that I hope you won’t leave wet
You talk about love, well that’s not much
I’m more for the feel of a tender touch
Goodnight my love, my love goodnight
I won’t be there to hold you tight
Can’t hold a chain to my neglect
Can’t hold a candle to your respect
I’m drinking myself to an
early grave
There’s others around who won’t
be saved
You talk about life, well I done my best
I’ve been rode hard and put up wet
Goodnight my love, my love
goodnight
I won’t be there to hold you tight
Can’t hold a chain to my neglect
Can’t hold a candle to your respect
So why should
I stay?
I must go
In the long run
It’s
the best thing
I write while I smoke this cigarette
A
note that I hope you won’t leave wet
You talk
about love, well that’s not much
I’m
more for the feel of a tender touch
Goodbye my love, my love goodbye
I won’t be here when you arise
Can’t
hold a chain to my neglect
Can’t hold a candle
to your respect
No, no
Can’t hold a candle to your respect
Can’t hold a candle to your respect
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Owens, Jr. All Rights Reserved
