[Verse 1] A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball Like Scarlet OHara loved no one and wanted them all [Chorus] Ill never forget you and love you inspite of your faults The good and the bad I want to remember it all I did a new dance and you did your Tennessee Waltz The partys all over I came uninvited Im leaving and taking the belle of the ball [Verse 2] There will always be someone I guess thats the way it should be I guess i should know that someone used to be me Theyll gather around her soon theyll all look the same At the feet of the lady are lovers without any names [Chorus]
belle, ball, ohara, inspite, rhymer