the man who was wrong

lately

i've been cruel to my baby

she asks if i'm hers

and i only say maybe

playin the fool

who knows nothing about love

i act like i doubt it

but i'm nothing without it

oooh

and if i should leave you

darlin' you'd know

that i'm chasin the only game in town

that's running itself right back into the ground

and i won't be too old

when the story is told

of a man

who was wrong

cuz i know

you belong in the church yard

thowing flowers

writing home on a postcard

and its okay

to belong to the old ties

making crochet

tying knots in the clothesline

oooh

and if i should leave you

darlin' you'd know

that i'm chasin the only game in town

that's running itself right back into the ground

and i won't be too old

when my story is told

of a man

who was wrong

cuz he barks

like a hound dog in moon light

yes he barks

on and on but he don't bite

well it don't pay

to stand up to the old days

it's the cowards

who are fighting the good life

oooh

and if i should leave you

darlin' you'd know

that

on that day

when i'm not around

i must be asleep like a stone in the ground

and i'll be a hundred years old

when my story is told

of a man who was wrong

my soul breaks

and my heart stops its beating

and my body

lies wounded and bleeding

when the vultures

start in on their feeding

and all of my seconds

stop their constant repeating

oooh

and if i should leave you

where would i go?

there's only on other bed in this town

it sits like a tree in a hole in the ground

i'll be a hundred years gone

but the story goes on

of a man

who was wrong

i'll be a hundred years gone

and the story goes on

of a man

who was wrong