Keep Her
Tongue tied and hitching a ride
Couldn't say no
You could say so
Trying to be the man I can be
goodness can beguile
when life is on trial
I often try
but, I can’t cry
I can help in anyway
I can’t be cured
of this I can be sure
It can be hard to but it always works
I know when I’m wrong
It don't take long
I often try
but, I can’t cry
Clowns lay prey to a pretty face
straight man gets the frown
honor can be found
In a way innocent horse play
is a relic of the past
a remnant all to fast
I often try
but, I can’t cry
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