Fletcher C Johnson - Talkin'

Saw and old friend wandering today
He said he's leaving town
He said he's changed
But he's judged for the man he was before
And he ain't doing too much talking anymore

My chest it hurts most all the time
From one of those youthful mistakes
That brings us closer to dying
So I drink and it doesn't feel so sore
And I ain't doing too much taking anymore

My girl she's yelling in my ear
Says I'm avoiding her
Says you're never here
And I try to tell her I'm just plain bored
But we ain't doing too much talking anymore

Give me a lady and give me a bed
The bed to hold me close
And the lady to rest my head

Give me direction and give me a home
I always feel far gone
When I got no place to roam

Give me a lady and give me a clock
I can deal with all her ticks
But use less of her talk

Give me a lady and rent control
It may take one or it may take both
To satisfy my soul

Written by:
Fletcher Johnson

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