i been a lotta thangsin my life
been somebody’s child
been somebody’s child
somebody’s wife
taught sunde school
taught sunde school
an’ carried a knife
lived in good
lived in good
and lived in strife
but one thang
but one thang
i ain’t nev'a been is
loved
had sweet nothin’s
loved
had sweet nothin’s
whispered in my ear
even had somebody
even had somebody
call me dear
stayed with one
stayed with one
for more’n a year
and once or twice
and once or twice
i shed a tear
but i ain’t nev'a been
but i ain’t nev'a been
loved
oh yeah, i been hugged on
and kissed on
an’ i been loved on
but i ain’t
nev'a
and kissed on
an’ i been loved on
but i ain’t
nev'a
been
loved
not
loved
not
true blue
through and through
not till now
not till
you
not till
you
.
.
.
6 comments:
I love this! The photo is perfect!
;) - thanks so much nancy - yes, the minute i went back to my matisse folder after i wrote this i knew this was the image - wonderful to have you come by - have a great weekend!
luv the song and this blog.
hi shauna and thanks for coming by - so glad you enjoyed and i hope you'll come back soon -
Such a raw and triumphant poem; I am so moved by it.
The art you display is always spot on.
hey pam! oh, yeah, lovin' the word "raw"! ;) so happy you like! and who could go wrong with matisse! thanks so much for coming by!
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