Mark Lee Wilkins - Same Old Fool

Summer is drawing to a close
Leaves will cover the street below
Then we'll wait for the snow to fall
And say "may god bless us one and all"

And we'll play this game
That we're young again
And you don't you don't know me at all

Different day, same old fool
Cheatin' at solitaire and breakin' all the rules
For a taste of your sweet lips
Same old fool

We'll build snowy ramparts and watch them fall
Through the breeches we shall crawl
And when the snowballs start to fly
We'll find a fort to run and hide in

Then you'll wonder who
Is right here next to you
And you'll shake your head again

Different day, same old fool
Cheatin' at solitaire and breakin' all the rules
For a taste of your sweet lips
Same old fool

Then you'll wonder who
Is right here next to you
And you'll shake your head again

Different day, same old fool
Cheatin' at solitaire and breakin' all the rules
For a taste of your sweet lips
Same old fool

Written by:
Mark Wilkins

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