I know I'm young, but its the I've ever been I'm 23 now, to 24 I'll never see these again so make me ask again, and hold out this old tin cup reach out for my reaching hands and me up...
got no trouble thin and might think that been blessed lord you know I'd say yes god smiles the hungry, while you laugh...
in this story novel, that I call home up the and down the hall its just like the page got no rugs upon my floors, but it'll to do for now but I'm only older...
and I worry about ALVA MARIA though she'll even know that I exist well we lost her 15 years ago, but been finding her all my life there's something about the way she looks that me there's something about the way she loves moves me...
this cigarette smoke, still clings to my shirt, my and my hands well you know I ain't making jack, but you know that be back I've got nothing to offer I've got else to offer this is all got to offer...
and I worry about MISS MARIA though she'll never even know I exist well we lost her 15 years ago but I've been her all my life there's about the way she looks that moves me there's something the way she loves that moves me there's something about how she loses it all moves me wont you tell me what its like to be
I know I'm young, but this is the I've ever been I'm 23 now, to 24 I'll never see years again...