sometime somewhere wife

it was a very cold september

colder than i'd ever care to make it. i had a kind of empty feeling

but no place to go where i could take it. so i took a walk beside the railroad tracks

and i thought about the facts of my life

and of my sometime

somewhere wife. at times like this i lose my head and think of her. empty space always ask for filling. i wonder whyi never stopped to marry her. it wasn't 'cause she was not more than willing. walking puts a window to my mind

and brings thoughts about this kind of a life

without my sometime somewhere wife. i guess i walked about a mile and maybe some

and i come upon a rusty railroad crossing. and suddenly i knew that time had come again

the winter wind had set the trees to tossing. so i returned to where i'd left my stuff

yes

i knew i'd had enough of my life

without my sometime

somewhere wife. i've got to find her. i've got to find her. i've got to find her. i've got to find her. i've got to find my lady

got let her know. i don't know why i let my lady go. i've got to find her. i've got to find her.