Well, I knew me a boy, and yes he was a friend. I told him him all the things that he didn't understand. Whoa, and then I let him go. . Now, there's one in California who's been calling my name.
Just another morning. With shaky hands, pounding head. I guess I did it again. Try to leave, but I can't stand. Start to think that I'm better off dead.
Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man. I showed him all the things that he didn't understand. Whoa, and then I let him go. . Now, there's one in California who's been cursing my name.