kleptic

I have been a rover. I have walked alone. Like the hundred highways, never found a home. Still in all i'm happy. The reason is you see, once in a while, along the way, love's been good to me.

There was a girl in Denver, before the summer storm. Oh her eyes were tender, oh her arms were warm. She could smile away the thunder, kiss away the rain. And even though she's gone away, you won't hear me complain.

There was a girl in Portland, before the winter chill. We used to go a-courtin, along October Hill. She could laugh away the dark clouds, cry away the snow. It seems like only yesterday as down the road I go.

Not sure what made me write that song down. It's not even mine. It's Johnny Cash. But i think someone was supposed to read it. hope they did.