Album: Don’t Get Weird on Me, Babe
Sometimes I get to thinking
I'm a hurting kind of guy
Why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind?
If you don't know now, then you never will
Is what she said
She said I didn't listen
Well I know that that's untrue
She said I didn't understand her
Well I guess that you do
Well I guess you do
Summer came around
Her old blanket on the floor
I woke to the slamming of the door
Then the rain came
And I just let it pour all over me
Sometimes I get to thinking
I've been wronged by my own kind
Downed by my own undertakings
Now I'm down by the water, black water
And I'm looking in
She said I wouldn't miss her
Well you know that that's unfair
She said I wasn't there for her
Well I never would have been there
No, sir, if not for her
Summer comes around
And I miss that woman more
I guess I'll get me somewhere by the fall
When the rain comes
Well I'll just let it pour all over me
Sometimes I get to thinking
I'm a hurting kind of guy
Why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind?
If you don't know now, then you never will
Is what she said
Summer comes around
And I miss that woman more
I guess I'll get me somewhere by the fall
When the rain comes
Well I'll just let it pour all over me