Old Girl
by Brent Berry
All rights reserved 2007
Old girl, you know I wish you well, don't you trip woman if I seem unkind
Cause you gone, you gone, oh so far away, now I'm 15 hours away and I'm doin' fine.
They'll come rain upon your shoulder dear, don't you worry, It's gonna strip you to your soul
You take care, lover I'll meet you there because we're done but we're sure not through.
Well I had a baby, used to have some money too
But I gave it all away, because I was lovin' you.
Now I'm gone, so long - freind I'll see you soon
Because we're done but we're sure not through.
This time I'm wasted, I'm afraid it's true
No more of that worrying to have me, I'm gonna get right back to you!
Sweet bird, wherever you roam, know my window is your home
Because we're done but we're sure not through.