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there you were with a rosery

held tight in your grip

i was a careless gentleman

who needed another sip

you lost your way

on the street of gold

i was there to lend a hand

my heart was warm but my mind was cold

and that you couldn't understand



and so i gave you a piece of mind

when i couldnt give you love

i was always looking over my back

you kept your eyes up above

Innocense lost in a drunken rage

with ol' jack holding to my hand

i could be your voice of truth

but i could never be your man



so i left this dusty road

with a few to get me by

i never saw your face and i refused to watch

you finally break down and cry

girl understand, im not the one

you've been waiting for so long

i'll never open your doors and close your blinds

so its time that i moved on