Vocal and instrumentation: Steve Swellander
Fiddle: Fred Masinter
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fiogf49gjkf0d Words and music copyright 1997 by Steve Swellander
Well, baby you left me alone without a clue
I thought we had something special, what could I do?
It's a crazy little mixed up world
When love gets in a whirl
And now you found another man
To take care of you
Well, I'm not a jealous guy, I'm not a spiteful man,
I've been there before, it must be part of the plan,
You think you really got it made
Sitting easy in the shade
Then thunder cracks
And blows your dream away
Cause he's smooth and he's got the moves,
And he'll take the wind right out of you
You think your will is strong
And you can take care of yourself
But when lightning strikes
You never can tell.
Maybe I'm blind, but I'm thinkin' I still got a chance
To get you back, and to have the last dance.
His resume reveals
A love strewn killing field
And if he breaks your heart
I'll be here by your side.
People say I'm crazy, that I oughta just let you go
I think you really love me, but maybe it just ain't so,
But I gotta follow my heart
Of which you are a part
And my hunch says
He's gonna run on you.
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