I was barely past the stage of baby bottles. At an age when little legs first start to toddle. When my pa saw I could stand, he thought I would be a man.
I've been a lot of places and I've seen a lot of faces. I've crossed a lot of bridges and I've even branded through. But when I look behind me the only thing that blinds me.
Angray words were spoken and you turned and left me in a cloud of gloom. I knew when you took the car you'd drive around till you found a saloon. Grip some pretty woman there makes over you and start that burning glow.