(Don Reid)

She was young and I was older
She believed everything I told her
She gave her heart and soul to me and more I wanted
She left home and gave her life to me alone.

And I had no right to treat her like I treated those before
But she loved it and wanted more
Sometimes I lied to make her happy
Sometimes she'd lie to see if I would lie some more.

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I hear now she's a mother
In North Carolina with her lover
And I'll bet she daily cusses me
And she's got reason for it.

But I hope life there is better
But I hope he don't let her
Have too much time to spend alone
'Cause she's a woman without a home...