Bruk Pocket Lament Songtext
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Bruk Pocket Lament Songtext
I tried to love her
Best that I could
I tried to live
Like a good man should
I tried to hard
But where did I go?
For my baby don′t want to know
I saw a doctor
Please understand
I need assistance
A chemical hand
Give me release
My head's ′bout to blow
Oh my baby don't want to know
I saw a priest
Let me explain
Baby Jesus gonna
Hear my pain
I read the book
But his hard to follow
Still my baby don't want to know
I saw my mama
Mama hold me still
I′m starting to talk
Like I′m mentally ill
Fetch me my rifle
I've done all I could
No my baby don′t come for good
I'm sorry baby
I′m so sorry baby
Best that I could
I tried to live
Like a good man should
I tried to hard
But where did I go?
For my baby don′t want to know
I saw a doctor
Please understand
I need assistance
A chemical hand
Give me release
My head's ′bout to blow
Oh my baby don't want to know
I saw a priest
Let me explain
Baby Jesus gonna
Hear my pain
I read the book
But his hard to follow
Still my baby don't want to know
I saw my mama
Mama hold me still
I′m starting to talk
Like I′m mentally ill
Fetch me my rifle
I've done all I could
No my baby don′t come for good
I'm sorry baby
I′m so sorry baby
Writer(s): Kelvin Claude Swaby, Dan Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com