Ben Rogers - A Changed Man

first time he bought me flowers
second time he bought me a ring
third time he bought me a sundress now I got a million kinds of fancy things
first time I tripped on the front steps second time was the basement door third time it was freight train
fourth time I'd say the whole thing over
he's a changed man he ain't the same man
first child I miscarried
second was stillborn
third one he was healthy
except he grew up just like his father before him
first he said he wouldn't lay a finger on him
second time he wouldn't lay fist
third time no belt nor bottle
fourth time was the last time I'd grown tired of hearing
I'm a changed man I ain't the same man
first shot grazed his temple
second shot went through his pleading hands
third shot went threw his thick skull
sometimes it takes a bullet to get it through their heads
first time my son come visit
second term in Kingston Pen 1982
third time he brought his sweetheart beneath her makeup I could see the bruises
he ain't a changed man he's the same man
he ain't a changed man

Written by:
Ben Rogers

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