Lost And Found

So maybe I lost all youth and tender loving, Afterwards
When I gave in wholly for that other thing and went my way.

And the bride's mouth tasted like the word it's called by
But I've always been an oppressive kind of guy
That's right.

And they think I'm some kind of a...
Forget it.

An early September night in that crooked bar
Tired and angry I was leaving the place.

In that crooked bar
There leaning against the wall
Little but just enough For solace.

And how the trees aghast
Over four o'clock.

Think about all the love stories gone awry
To rest for a while.

It really saved my evening then
Though nothing much more.

And I thought "It seems like I've found you"
And I thought "It seems like I've found you".

And I thought
"It seems like I've found you"
And I thought
"It seems like I've found you".