Brown Eyes
He played guitar in a Texas tavern -
Could have been famous but for her brown eyes.
He loved her more than his music could tell.
He smiled and played while he swallowed her lies.
There came a time when her brown eyes wandered -
Settled on a drifter from San Antone.
Now he plays guitar in Huntsville prison -
His brown eyed lover is sleeping alone.
He used to play in a Texas tavern -
Just a lowdown honky tonk so they say.
He had great talent 'til he did murder -
He let brown eyes and lies get in his way.
6-8-18
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