We had a fight and my baby,
just walked out the door.
He said he was leavin'
comin' back to me no more.
If he'd gone with a woman;
Could have wiped him from my mind.
At the door he said he loved me;
But all I could do was smile.
Now he's gone and I miss him.
He aint comin' back no more.
His things are all around me;
Even the clothes that he wore.
I got a letter this morning.
Wished I'd stayed in bed.
When I read that letter,
It said my baby was dead.
So listen to me people;
Don't let it happen to you.
Don't take your love for granted;
You could end in misery too.
Copyright ©2004 Donni-Jay De-Ville
All rights reserved and may not be
reproduced in any way without permission from the author
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