Jerry Jeff Walker
Well, it won't be but a week or two,
You'll be out lovin' someone new.
It must have happened a hundred times before.
And I can see you been spreadin' yourself thin too.
It's a lonely stage we been goin' through.
Don't get up, I can find my own way to the door.
Well, I can see you are an angel,
whose wings just won't unfold.
Tune up your harp; polish your old halo.
Well the only kind of man that you ever wanted
is one that you knew you'd never hold very long.
You're sittin' there cryin' like I'm the first one to go.
(Contributed by Andy & Mogg - February 2004)