The Things I Say

If I have the space of half a day

I'm ashamed of half the things I say

I'm ashamed to have turned out this way

But I desire to make amends

And it don't make no difference now

No one's listenin' anyhow

And lists of sins and solemn vows

They don't make you any friends

There's an old trick played

When the light and wine conspire to make me think I'm fine

I'm not but I have got half a mind

To maybe get there yet

And when the sky goes pink in Paris France

Do you think of the girl who used to dance

When you'd frame her moving in your hands

Saying this I won't forget

What happened to the man you were

When you loved somebody before her?

Did he die

Or does that man endure

Somewhere far away?

Our lives come easy our lives come hard

We carry them like a deck of cards

Some we don't use but don't discard

We save 'em for a rainy day

Oh we save 'em for a rainy day

No we save 'em for a rainy day