I've often been told that time brings about a change I've often been told that time brings about a change Yes I've had two years of torture and my heart still feel the same
I had a real fine woman, fine as she could be Let me tell ya, I had a real, real fine woman, fine as she could be But the syndicators, back-biters stole that little girl away from me
Two years of being without her, seven hundred and thirty days And I still remember her little brown body and the sweet love baby way Two years of torture and I'm still in misery Oh, but I'm doomed as a lover unless she come back to me
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