Time I take the time to try to reason out these worries on my mind
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More and more I feel I've had a bad deal a good deal of the time
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Maybe like you've often said the love we had is really not so hot
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Guess by now that's pretty plain and maybe I'm to blame and maybe not
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Gossip pass it now how I've been busy keeping house for you alone
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You've been keeping busy in some house no one could ever call a home
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That's the oldest story told but hear in lies the picnic of a plot
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Maybe I'll become like you and maybe I'll be true and maybe not
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I've become suspicious I can't live on dreams and wishes till I die
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First I lost the dreams and now it seems as how my wishing well ran dry
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Maybe it's unthinkable to think I'll may believe but it's a flot
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So tonight when you come home well maybe I'll be here and maybe not
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[ fiddle ]
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I've become suspicious...
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Maybe Not
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Liz Anderson |