The Lament of the Divorced Husband

When you waved to me, Amanda I liked it in my blindness, I thought there were many in Uganda Far better or in your likeness Now east, west I wander Searching your likeness But I have got none like you, Amanda They all lack your liveliness. When I saw your back fading away Amanda With bags balancin’ in your hands I felt the whole world in my hands And I saw a thousand beauties on my heels But in a thousand I have got none I have got none like you, Amanda And now I curse the road that took you And now I curse each day I go through. When I saw you piling your things, Amanda I didn’t stop a while to recall the day The day I told my folks of you Amanda And they said it was the most blessed day From then words became strong like a thunder But you didn’t listen to what many say And I swayed in a wind with you, Amanda Until on the fateful day Now alone in the world I wander Like a cirrus on a clear day But if only I can see your face, Amanda, Before my judgment day, I still love you Amanda And will always do I will always do Amanda Until the judgment day.