{J.P. SARTRE}
I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin'
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'
Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I'm sure your mind is roamin'
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country to where you're goin'
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather.
its all just gotten me to thinkin and wonderin here.......
WOULD YOU RATHER LIVE A SAFE LIFE
OR AN AUTHENTIC ONE?
