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Used to be the free way,
was a way for you to get away,
in the free way you wanted to 
each day that your get away
seemed farther and farther away.
You shouldn’t sway, 
yet you wouldn’t stay and you
would not say you care.
You dared not say you care

Twenty four hours down the line
you’re still cuttin’ hair 
in that Walmart chair
whistlin’ through your teeth 
at Vanity Fair while you 
peek over a shoulder.
Girl, you’re just getting older.

You shouldn’t sway, 
and you shouldn’t say
that you will not stay
and you will not care 
I’m right here 
and I’m in your hair
I’m getting bolder.

Seems to me that the face you see
in the mirror each day, has a way
to say, fate takes a strange way to play
the trick that makes you see 
the light of day.
come on, let’s do it over.

That roll in the clover didn’t last long enough.
I’m sorry I left you 
when the goin’ was tough
and the tough got rougher than rough.
You shouldn’t sway, 
yet you wanted to stay and you
would not say you did not care - -
Honey, I promise I will always be there.
Just come out from behind that chair
and let’s go somewhere
where you want to stay
and you say you care ….
You take me there
to the place where we say
“I love you”.

Chas 2012  June 6
Going  to the beach tomorrow.

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