I had myself a true love A true love who was something to see I had myself a true love At least thats what I kept on telling me The first thing in the morning I still try to think of a way to be with him Some part of the evening And thats the way I live through the day I had myself a true love But now hes gone and left me for good The lord knows I dont hear those back yard Whispers going round the neighborhood There maybe a lot of things I miss A lot of things I dont know But I do know this Now I aint got no love And once upon a time I had a true love In the evening, in the doorway While I stand there and wait for his coming With the house swept and the clothes hung And a pot on the stove where I had meal Where is he while I waste the rising newel? Where is he, whyd he gone so soon? Now there aint no way that it used to be, what now? And everybody keeps telling me There are may be a lot of things I miss A lot of things I dont know But I do know this now... I aint got no love And once upon a time I had a true love
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