She's Gone a Wanderin'
She wasn't one to worry, never saw her cry
Still she was melancholy, never told me why
Now she's gone a wanderin', didn't tell me where
Didn't ask where she'd go,the chance is I've been there
For I have been a loser in a game of hearts
And traveled the byways in unfamiliar parts
The road's a common one, we all fight our dragons
Some of us stand tall and some pull little wagons
She came here from Tulsa, perhaps she's gone back there
Or maybe Albuquerque in the desert air
Maybe she will come back, there is no way to know
Maybe she will stay gone, and down the road I'll go
She wasn't one to worry, never saw her cry
Still she was melancholy, never told me why
Now she's gone a wanderin', didn't tell me where
Perhaps I'll wander for awhile, maybe she'll be there
7-27-19
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2019
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