James Nichols Poet Lyric

Too Late Come Early

Done wrote
A many a sad song
                               Never ever
Thought I'd be singing
                                      Those same sad tunes
Darling you swept me off my feet
                But I broke the handle
Of your broom
   There wasn't any cussing
              No fussing
                               Shooting stabbing
                 Or cutting
                     But like a fool
                                 I chose to go and break it up
                                   Thought I should
Swallow a half gallon of pride
         Said everything but didn't say enough
I then let the truth be raped by a lie
                   This didn't help the effort
                                              Still I wanted to make up
Baby......                          I know you was some kinda down
                  But there is no compound
              For a scar of trust
                                  On the face of love!!!
I found out
                      Just about when
I should've been getting lost in
The Sweetest Deepness Of she........

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