Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker... And they'd say,
"Six to one a half dozen'll break her",
'till I fell in love with a young man who sang the blues
Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well
He'd whisper in my ear and say, "Now look out, gal...
There's always a ne'er do well gonna call you the fool"
He said, "you'll never learn to fish on a borrowed line
You'll never learn to write if you're walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a pity that you're lover died young, but...
You'll never get tired of livin' alone".
So, now I dream of the lover that I don't know
It's safer this way 'cuz I don't have to go... Oh, and he
Won't come... So nobody goes away
Sometimes I wish for the warmth of his hand
Take a look in these eyes and understand
I'm just a little too old to be a-learnin' the rules of the game
Oh, maybe I could take him to Mexico
We'd kick our heels in the warm cloudy gulf
He'd sing a song about the weather in the Poconos
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