I don't think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone, Lord, it's better forgotten Like the poison red berries to die on the vine (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
This mornin' at dawn, Lord, I pulled into town Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine Laughing at the good times they remembered And then I remembered a time
Lord, I can see the bright lights back in Dallas As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind I didn't suppose that I'd ever forget her And you know it took such a long time
But I don't think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone and it's better forgotten It's like a poison red berry that clings to the mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
