The quarter that dropped
The Quarter That Dropped
I got down the road so far
I forgot where I began.
I got caught up in the dust and weeds
And now I don't know where I am.
I can't even hitch a ride
I've forgotten where I've been.
Maybe I'll just sit and wait
in case I pass this way again.
I was writing my biography
til I went and lost my place.
But everything's only temporary
that's why life's in lower case.
Got my hands in my pockets
got my head on some better days.
Got half a mind to call you up...
gotta learn from my mistakes.
The quarter that dropped was a quarter that fell.
I was thinking to phone but I was feeling like hell.
I was cruising along, I was having my way.
I was driving alone and I was going astray.
In our tiny town is where I said goodbye.
But that was long ago, it's a tear that's dried.
A tear that I ain't even sure it fell.
Least that's what I tell myself.
Not sure just what I had wanted
but I was sure it wasn't there.
And that led me far away from home
smack dab to who knows where.
Every stranger's got a big old smile
just before he knocks you down.
Every scar is just another tale
from another ramshackle town.
The quarter that dropped was a quarter I spent.
I was thinking to call but I was way too bent.
I was cruising along, I was having my way.
I was driving alone and I was going astray.
In our tiny town is where I said goodbye.
But that was long ago, it's a tear that's dried.
A tear that I ain't even sure it fell.
Least that's what I tell myself.
Ed
Yokosuka, Japan
Travelin' Ed, out
2 comments:
Oh I like that. . . I really do. It sounds like something. . . I would right. :)
Thanky. We aim to please.*
* The rest of the sign, as posted in many a men's restroom, is: So you aim too, please.
Travelin' Ed
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