Lyrics

Don't hold out for pity Besieged within your frightened city The plans are laid but can they be changed There's a man going round taking names again The morning paper Tells tales of fresh disaster And who'd care to say at the end of the day That they'd live happy ever after Memo to my enemies Time is slipping by Don't put no plans in the hands of the man Ride blue divide Boy cupid the smiler's gun Fired her heart but it couldn't be won They had plans that didn't agree So they take their chances on a climbing tree Climbing tree climbing tree The guilded cage of possibility Who could say it wouldn't be fun You climb to the top take the money and run Memo to my enemies Time is slipping by Don't put no plans in the hands of the man Ride blue divide Blow away the stangers Those doggies in their mangers The old men know which way they think it should go And how they'd like to rearrange us So strike out the fearless hunter Her heart will never waver He spread his cloak and wound up broke To win a lady's favour Memo to my enemies Time is slipping by Don't put no plans in the hands of the man Ride blue divide
Writer(s): Paul Nicolas Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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