My Visitor

Please tell me sir, I have to know from whence you came and when you'll go? I sense we've met somewhere before perhaps you've knocked upon my door. Your dress is strange, as is your walk but you've not come to hear me talk. No, there's nothing you can do for me for I'm well fixed as you can see. These unseen things of which you speak are they for me or just the weak? No desire have I to live your way I'll give it thought some other day. You say It's me you've come to get? But I've just gotten my life set. This ranch and cattle that you see, this home and cars all belong to me. You say they're all not worth a song that to another they'll soon belong? I'll make amends, get my life straight have I yet time or is it too late? My life I've wasted and that's a shame you've tried to tell me, now I'm to blame.